CEO Asks for Remarriage So Badly

In a five-star hotel.

"Fuck! Why hasn't he come yet?" Taylor Wood gnashed as she rubbed her sore legs.

Taylor rolled her eyes and turned around her sore neck while forcing on listening to what was happening outside the cabinet door.

That's right! Right outside the cabinet door.

At this moment, she was curled up in the cabinet's corner in a very awkward posture, her hands and feet stiff and her body sore.

"He is not coming, is he? No! It took me ten thousand yuan to buy the waiter!"

As she was muttering in a low voice, there were footsteps sounding through the cabinet door.

She immediately held her breath and gently pressed her ear against the cabinet door, listening attentively to the movement outside.

"Master, how are you feeling now?" It was a man's voice, saying with a little worry and anxiety.

A few seconds later, another low-pitched male voice came, "I'm okay."

His voice was so cold and even arctic.

Even with the thick door, Taylor could sense the coldness in his voice.

She knew the master from the voice.

Or it should be put like this: she had met him on TV and the Internet to be exact.

Daniel Brook, the one she came here to meet.

"Master, how about I get you a woman?" It could tell from the man's voice that he was more worried and even angry.

"Don't bother."

Daniel's voice was even colder, but his tone was erratic somehow.

As if—As if he was holding back something.

"You go handle that. I don't want to see that person again." Daniel continued, along with an inaudible rubbing sound of cloth.

"I got it, master. But you—"

"I'll be fine after I take a cold bath."

Hearing this, Taylor was so excited that her eyes were lit up.

It would be best if he went to take a bath.

Only when he was in the bathroom did she get time to add some sleeping pills in his water!

In this way, the special incense in the room, coupled with the effect of sleeping pills, was enough to make him sleep till dawn!

Then she could take any photo she wanted to take.

"Master, please rest assured. I'll keep you guarded, and my men will be outside. No one would have any chance to get in."

"Okay."

Taylor listened more carefully to the sound of footsteps drifting away and finally disappeared as the door locked with a "click" sound.

Then, there was the sound of steady footsteps, heading to the right.

Did he go to take a shower?

About ten seconds later, there was a splash of water in the direction of the bathroom.

A minute later, after hearing the sound of the water change, she breathed a long sigh of relief— It was time!

She gently and slowly pulled the cabinet door open.

The glare of the room made her squint, and she had to blink her eyes vigorously before the discomfort disappeared.

After confirming that there was no one in the living room through the gap, she wide-opened the cabinet door and crawled out gently.

The moment she stood on the ground, her feet were painful and numb, like they were pierced by hundreds of needles.

Taylor took a deep breath, and ran to the bar quickly, ignoring the pain of her feet.

While observing the bathroom, she quickly took off the cloisonne bracelet on her wrist, broke it open, and poured all the powder inside into the wine, which was decanting.

After shaking the bottle a few times and confirming that the red wine seemed right, she tiptoed back to the cabinet.