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“To a hotel, please,” Blayze ordered.
The driver initiated the vehicle and embarked on the journey to the hotel where Blayze
had taken up residence.
En route, Blayze’s phone broke the silence, its ringtone punctuating the night. It was his
secretary calling.
The secretary said promptly upon the connection, ““Blayze, Mrs. Fowler and a young lady
are currently at Mathias. They’ve checked into the Secenary Hotel. Mrs. Fowler wishes to
see you.”
Mrs. Fowler, Marco’s second wife and Nicol’s biological mother, was Blayze’s stepmother.
“Tonight .”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Well… Mrs. Fowler insists on seeing you right away. She’s conveyed it’s a matter of great
urgency.”
Following a momentary pause, Blayze replied, “I will be there shortly. Please ask her to
await my arrival.”
“Understood, sir. Additionally, Larry has surrendered himself.” Blayze glanced back at the
peacefully slumbering Sabrina.
“I see.” The secretary offered no further remarks and terminated the call. Blayze stowed
his phone away and began to idly twiddle his fingers.
His associates had wasted no time in interrogating Hobson upon his apprehension.
Consequently, Blayze had gained a general understanding of the events that had
transpired that year.
However, Hobson’s arrival in Mathias had yet to materialize.
Blayze now conjectured that Sabrina had likely gleaned the truth from Larry and Tyrone,
and they, in turn, had unveiled the source of her profound sadness.
Upon their arrival at the hotel, Blayze swiftly arranged for a new room and carefully
carried Sabrina up the stairs.
Just as he was poised to place her gently upon the bed, Sabrina’s eyes fluttered open
unexpectedly.
Blayze was taken aback.
“Eww. so”
It was too late for Blayze to act. Sabrina had expelled the contents of her stomach in a
torrent.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHer attire, the pristine bed linens and even Blayze’s own clothing bore the unsightly marks
of her distress.
A pervasive odor of sourness hung in the air.
Without a word, Blayze promptly shed his coat and sweater, flinging them a considerable
distance away.
But by the time he glanced back at Sabrina, she had already succumbed to slumber once
more.
Blayze stood there in silent contemplation, then took a step forward, suppressing his
distaste. He rolled up his shirt sleeves and expediently removed Sabrina’s jacket, tossing it
to the corner of the room. Without further ado, he transported Sabrina to his own quarters.
Fetching a glass of water, he encouraged Sabrina to rinse her mouth, Sabrina complied
perfunctorily before surrendering to sleep once more.
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