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ted back calmly.

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w Mr. Ambert Torres personally and I'm not expecting a call from him. You might be a scammer or

a scammer

again,

you want

hear your voice. But there, I believe you now. I was able to watch Listen a few weeks ago, I remember likin

, ma

I think, you're the only billionaire friend I would have." She chuckled. "I'm just kidding. But seriously, why are you calling me? Don't tell me you're giving me one of those hotels of yours. Give me the Tower Two. I love th

u, ma'am.

u transfer to me the ownership of the hotel?" Sh

aight to the point. "I want to tal

trying to think if she heard right. But

r in the phone," he followed up when she rema

r breathing, which was slow and loud, so

e host of Listen," he sa

the bounce in her vo

er office hours," Ambert suggested. "Tonight, dinner. There's a really nice

ask you to

to you," he confessed. "And I don't have pl

elling the truth. Really, why would he discuss Layla with her wit

u talking to me

it over some sumpt

steak,"

a date?"

r a few moments. "Yes, let

" he m

're canc

floor," he explained. "Let's talk there, instead. Let's just have

h a laugh, which he thought was insincere. He could sense that she had become u

with me alone, you can ask someone to go with you, preferably, someone who is aware of your h

with me?" she asked. He could

. "Eight PM, Tower Two, my room has a

t to s

me to have

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tel first, please ask someone at the desk an

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you,

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And oh, give my

led. "We're supposed to b

put the phone down, and he would admit tha

hasis, like if she would write Layla's name, s

life. And he didn't know if she'd thank him for it once she learned about it. And make no mistake about it, she'd lear

st today, more important than his meetings scheduled today. And these were important meetings, one of meeting about their planned takeover o

presentable and looked younger than her age, which was forty-four. She had white skin, and in the photo he saw, she had her long straight hair tied in a ponytail. She was a bank manager. She belonged to a well-off family, although probably not that well-off to buy a hotel. H

nd amiable or heated and angry, he could not tell. He also could not tell if she'd agree to wh

ty and reached the

so a hotelier must always make sure that the lobby of their hotel will make an impressive and lasting first impression. The lobby is the eyes of a hotel, the window of its soul. Her sister Emily, a pediatrician who at times dabbled in arts, helped in the interior des

m as he was walking in the lobby and smiled at him. "Th

d around. "She's still not here

n't arrived," ans

f she decided to invite someone-to go to the room unescorted by him. He really wouldn't mind if Nancy arrived with a chaperone as long that, like he said, the chaperone was familiar with Nancy's tiff with Lay

this wasn't an ordinary dinner meeting where they'd exchange pleasantries and small talk. She probably was even thinking not to appear here. He should be happy that she

d want to be o