Chapter 42 Approach Him Voluntarily
In the corner of the bar, Kelly was watching the scene in disguise. She was shocked when she saw
Jonathan leave.
She couldnât believe that Roseâs husband was actually with Zac. Furthermore, Zacâs attitude toward him didnât seem like that of an employee; it was more likely they were friends.
She had a vague feeling that Roseâs husbandâs identity was not simple at all. She immediately took out the photo the paparazzi had taken at Aquastead Hotel
She sent it to him again as she instructed, âHelp me investigate this person. Once the job is done, Iâll pay you a high fee.â
Outside the bar, as Jonathan was chasing after Rose and Evan, they had just gotten into the car. He didnât hesitate and immediately drove to catch up.
The car stopped outside the hotel. Then, Rose got out and entered the hotel. His gloomy face gradually relaxed when he noticed that Evan hadnât followed her!
He considered Rose had been staying at this hotel for the past few days.
He was displeased with the fact that she had been spending the night outside regularly even though they were married. She seemed to be putting him out of her mind.
He took out his phone to contact her. However, he suddenly changed his mind and called Finley instead.
On the other end of the phone, Finley couldnât help but mourn for Rose for three seconds after listening to
Jonathanâs orders.
Only a few days ago, Jonathan had allowed Rose to act recklessly in front of him. Now, he was going to deal with her ruthlessly. Finley took a deep breath and immediately laid down instructions.
In less than half an hour, Rose, who was lying on the bed in the hotel room, was about to go to sleep when she heard a knock on the door. She immediately put on her clothes and got up to open the door.
The hotel manager stood at the door with a smile.
âPardon me, Ms. Shaffer. There is a problem with this room. You canât stay here for the time being.
Rose was understanding as she replied, âItâs alright. Just give me another room.â
The hotel manager looked awkward.
âIâm sorry, but there are no other rooms in the hotel now. Ms. Shaffer, how about we compensate you ten times the prepaid room fee? And you can find another hotel.â
Rose didnât like to make things difficult for people. Although she was very tired, she still showed understanding.
âAlright. Thereâs no need for a tenfold compensation. Just refund me the prepaid fee.â
She wasnât worried about finding another hotel to stay in as she had money with her. Then, she packed up her few belongings and left to find another hotel.
A few minutes later, she arrived at another nearby hotel. When the front desk staff saw her name on her driverâs license, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes
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However, she politely replied, âIâm sorry, Miss. Weâve just found out that the hotel is fully booked.â
Rose furrowed her brows. She didnât think too much of it as she took back her driverâs license and left.
It was only after she had gone to more than a dozen hotels that she realized something was amiss. It was abnormal that so many hotels suddenly claimed to have no rooms available. Something was fishy.
At the last hotel, she was about to turn back when she overheard a conversation between a few staff.
âI heard that it was an order from the Finch family. None of the hotels in Aquastead are allowed to accommodate Ms. Shaffer.â
âPoor Ms. Shaffer, she seems to have offended the Finch familyâ¦â
Roseâs mind was buzzing as she wondered when she had offended the Finch family. She didnât even know anyone from that family.
Suddenly, she remembered the tall figure she had faced that night in the room on the second floor of Lane residenceâit was Jonathan.
âIt must be him!â
He was the only one she knew. She left the hotel in frustration. A little way down the road, Jonathan, who had been following her, was waiting for her to approach him voluntarily.
After she had visited so many hotels and hit a wall each time for more than an hour, she still hadnât thought to seek his help. Jonathan was extremely displeased. He couldnât help but drive closer.
Then, he overheard her stamping her foot in anger and muttering, âDamn Mr. Finch! Weâre absolutely irreconcilable!â
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