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âMiss Kidman, please stop.â Magnus stood in front of the car door and dismissed Violet politely with a wave of his hand.
âThereâs something I need to tell Josephâ¦â.
âMr. Beckham is busy.â Magnus diplomatically declined.
There were a lot of people outside the hotel, Violet didnât want to embarrass herself and stepped aside.
The silver-gray limousine pulled away without hesitation.
A man in a handsome suit behind Violet said, âI told you my cousin is a cold hearted person, he kicked his mother out of the house only when he was thirteen, you are nothing but a temporary fake girlfriend to him.â
galnovels . com brings magic to life âShut up!â Said Violet coldly, âYou knew I was coming and you arranged our meeting here?â.
Franklin smiled, âAm I that good to you?â.
âStop flattering yourself, you are nothing compared to Joseph, you are what you are today because of your dirty tricks.â Violet uttered those words bluntly in front of him.
Franklinâs face seemed to be scheming something. He smiled, but it quickly returned to normal. âOpen your eyes wide, the ST Group under my command will progress even further than when Joseph was CEO. It will be doomed when Harrison Beckham dies.â
Hearing that, Violet was stunned. âWhat are you up to?â
âNothing, Iâm just planning my future.â
The leaves of the palm tree at the hotel entrance rustled in that night of stiff breeze, Violet shivered looking at the quiet but shrewd Franklin Hawkins.
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Hayden circled around and around a street of S-Town bars before he spotted the White Moon Hotel, located behind a bar. He felt the strange look from the receptionist as soon as he entered. He climbed the stairs and saw a room with the door open and a concierge cleaning inside.
Hayden glanced around and his face turned green.
Under the purple light, there was a half-real size âfitness equipmentâ in the doorway along with some used leather whips, candles and other props on the floor that had some unknown liquid on them.
A shiver ran down Haydenâs back, there was a reason this hotel was located in such a remote location. The receptionist was covered in extravagant makeup, looking at everyone with shrewd eyes.
Samuel Shawn belonged to a wealthy family, but with such a strange interest?
Room 419 was nowhere to be found on the entire fourth floor, Hayden thought Samuel was cheating on her when the lobby alarm went off.
It was chaos in the hotel, a few people who looked like managers rushed in.
âSomethingâs going on on the top floor, quick, quick, call the manager.â
âItâs serious, thereâs blood everywhere.â
âCall the police.â
âPolice? We canât call the police, you idiot, call security and the ambulance.â
ââ¦â.
No one paid attention to Hayden in the middle of the chaos, he had even put on a formal jacket before coming here just to hide the dress underneath. She looked like an ordinary person.
Hayden was startled when he heard someone say she had died on the top floor.
A game that intense, that ended someoneâs life?
And yet, no one was calling the police?
As he thought, he pulled out his phone and dialed 911. âHello, police station?
Iâm at the White Moon Hotel, something has happened here.â
ââ¦â.
âYes, yes, please come right away, and bring an ambulanceâ.
ââ¦â.
After the call, Hayden went upstairs alone after making sure no one was there. He wanted to take some photographs as evidence for the police.
It was obvious that this was not a hotel but a brothel, using the name of a hotel, but carrying prostitution business behind it, she could not stand on the side and watch.
The incident occurred on the top floor, despite being located in a secluded area, this hotel was not small, there were fifteen floors and the incident occurred in the last room on the fifteenth floor corridor. People were already crowding the door, most were employees except for one huge man in the middle.
He spoke with a thick foreign accent, âGood grief, they should stop the fight, not stare.â
âWho would dare get in the middle of this sir, we are waiting for the security guards.â
âWhatâs going on? I was just about to go to sleep and I heard all this noise, why are they fighting in a place like this? You should sit down and talk.â
The door was crowded when Hayden arrived, he couldnât see anything, so he asked the people around, âSir, whatâs going on?â
The guy with the accent was polite and looked at Hayden with surprise.
âLooks like he slept with someoneâs fiancée and came to find them out on the spot, why are you here, Miss?â.
Hayden shook his hands. âI was here to meet someone, please donât misunderstand.â
The guy smirked, âYou donât misunderstand either, it was late and I couldnât find any hotel, so Iâm sleeping one night here with my wife.â
What a coincidence to have found this remote place, what a genius.
Hayden lifted his lips, pulled out his phone and set up the camera. Then he stood on his tiptoes trying to capture some scene.
âOoh, youâre too short miss, let me help you.â
The phone in his hand was snatched from his hand, he lifted his head and saw a guy running into the room to record.
The employees got nervous, âSir, you are not allowed to take pictures here.â
âOh, itâs not me, that Miss wants to take pictures, but sheâs short and doesnât see anything.â
He said as if nothing happened and continued with the phone. None of the little staff dared to challenge the huge guy and left him.
Hayden was embarrassed, but this guy was really a genius.
The discussion between the guy and the employees created space for Hayden to look at the situation inside, the floor was a mess and the equipment was all over the place, with a bunch of broken lamps and lights.
Through the thin layers of purple veils, one man was seen punching another on the bed. The sound of fists landing on flesh sounded terrifying.
Hayden froze as she took a closer look at the man, he looked familiar.
Oh no, it wasâ¦
âJoseph.â He pushed the crowd aside and hurried inside. Her face went white as she opened the veil and saw the man on the bed.
âIs that you?â
Joseph was stunned to hear his voice and at that very moment, he was struck by the other man and fell off the bed, the situation changed in the blink of an eye.
Samuel turned around, grabbed the lamp next to the bed and hit Josephâs head.
âTake this! Iâll kill you!â.
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