Evan stood before Avery and handed her the room card.
Evan was so tall that the warm light was covered. Therefore, Avery couldn't see him clearly. She could only see his slender fingers. They were beautiful, reminding Avery of a man who liked squeezing her earlobe and playing with her hair.
All of a sudden, these memories made Avery lost.
At the same time, Avery was anxious when Evan handed her the room card.
Avery knew nothing about the man, but the man gave her the room card. That would be a suggestion.
Grabbing the card, Avery became a little angry. She put it on the desk of the hotel reception hard, saying, "Checkout."
Many people expected that Avery could have a checkout as soon as possible because they were looking forward to the room.
The clerk turned to look at the man, embarrassedly, "Mr. Lautner, what should I do?"
When people knew Avery was going to have a checkout, many people came here to wait for the room, but the clerk explained, "excuse me, Miss. This presidential suite is for Mr. Lautner. He had rented it for a long time. No one can have the right to live in the room."
Avery leaned against the desk, waving the room and saying to a man beside her, "you had given me the card. Why not stop me from having a checkout? You only want to have a date for one night?"
A date for one night? When Avery said it, a date for one night seemed like a normal thing for her. She even disdained Mr. Lautner and judged him.
Evan's eyes looked deep and steady. He kept staring at Avery. Since it was dangerous to Avery now, Evan was trying to protect her, but she thought he wanted to make love with her and refused her.
Evan was standing beside Avery, suddenly, he took a half-step to confine her between his arms, but they didn't touch each other because he is about 190 centimeters, and Avery was shorter than him.
Although Evan didn't touch her, Avery still felt uncomfortable. She couldn't help but frown. She hadn't expected how bold the man was.
"Call the bodyguards," Avery tried to lean against the desk so as not to touch Evan's body. Avery was vulnerable.
The clerk hesitated for a moment and then looked at the man, saying embarrassedly, "Mr. Lautner, what's your opinion?"
Evan ignored the clerk, but whispered to Avery, "Miss. Peters, you misunderstood. I didn't mean to hurt you. Fine. It all depends on you."
Avery sneered and gave the card to the clerk. Then she squatted and got through Evan's arms.
Evan said nothing but staring at Avery. Her legs were white and tenderly covered with a pair of tight high-waisted jeans.
In a conservative suit, Avery looked very s.e.xy too.
With her thin waist, ass, and long legs, Avery looked incredibly charming.
Evan was a bit disappointed because Avery didn't recognize him. He couldn't help but wonder whether she could resist temptation from a stranger.
At this time, Evan found Avery turned back. Evan stopped smiling and thought to himself, "had she changed her mind?"
Avery took a hundred-dollar bill out. She put it between her two fingers and then stuffed it into Evan's suit's pocket.
"For the taxi. I owe you nothing," Avery said and immediately turned around.
Evan narrowed his eyes. He got feelings all of a sudden.
A bas.e.m.e.nt in the B Country
It was a wet bas.e.m.e.nt. There was a terrible woman.
Molly stared at the poor young man who was standing in front of her, her eyes building-wide with anger. The man was holding a sniper rifle by his side.
Molly scolded him severely, "son of a bitch. You didn't even show your power though you have a gun."
"I'm so sorry. When I fired a gun, the clerk happened to block it with her body."
"I don't want to hear your explanation. You failed," the young man was so scared that he knelt on his knees fright because he had a poison capsule in his mouth. If he can't finish his task, he should bite the poison capsule.
Molly knew the man was terrified. So she said gravely, "you know what should do next."
"Madam, please give me one more chance. I will kill her next time."
"You aren't willing to kill her because she looks pretty?" Molly was annoyed, "All the same. Men always love the bitch, including Logan and Evan. How pitiful it was, My poor daughter. Poor darling."
Molly laughed loudly and cried as if she was mad.
"You are the same one. You should die."
"No. No. Madam, I want to kill her."
"Give me a capsule," the bodyguard immediately took out a capsule and handed her. She stared viciously at the man, "open his mouth."
When the bodyguard walked to the man, the man rolled around on the ground, trying to escape. Finding the man wanted to escape, the bodyguard immediately held him and twisted his arms to force him to kneel on the ground.
Molly held the capsule with her fingers and stuffed it into the man's mouth. Then the bodyguard pressed his jaw to force the man to bite the pill.
Just a few minutes later, the young man fell to the ground, his eyes widening and the corner of his mouth bleeding. Soon, he lost consciousness.
At this time, a bodyguard came in, "madam, there is a terrorist attack in the B Country, so the princess ran to Peach Island. According to the news we got, the terrorist is in the hotel now. Shall we send someone to come and see?"
"Terrorist?"
"Yes, the terrorist is opposed to hosting a summit in B Country and planned to blow up the hotel for taking a stand."
"Hahaha. God helps me. God helps me. Rebecca, mon will take revenge for you."
Molly stopped smiling and said viciously, "spread a rumor that the princess was the organizer of the terrorist attack."
Peach Island
It became darker. Suddenly, a downpour of fire was followed by the heavy rain, which put tourists in a kind of panic.
Tourists still stayed in the hotel. Followed by waiters, they went into the lounge or the bar.
The lounge room was quieter than the bar. In the lounge room, there were billiards and bowling for the pastime, while in the bar, people always dance and sing. Drinking made them relax temporarily.
Avery chose to sit alone in the corner of the lounge room because the bar was too noisy for her. Under the warm light, Avery sat on the high chair with her legs titled. Her legs had a perfect curve. They were very long.
Looking in the distance, Avery was just like a lazy cat. Her long chestnut hair was falling while she was playing with her black high heels.
Avery sat on the corner of the lounge. Many people came to talk with her, but she refused.
When she raised her head, she saw a huge screen hanging on the wall of the lounge room. On the screen, the white ball was hitting fifteen red balls. The red balls scattered here and there and became a triangle shape while the white ball kept moving.