"Alia, that’s Tristan Grayson!" one of the won gushed, tugging at Alia Avery’s arm.
The other woman started swooning too. "He’s so much more handso in person than on TV!"
But Alia Avery had neither the ti nor the patience to listen to them swoon. Her mind was entirely on Leo Joyce.
"Aiden, give ten minutes. I’ll go ho with you, but right now, I have sothing important to do." With that, Alia Avery ignored her brother’s expression, braced herself, and bolted out the door.
Tristan Grayson started to reach out and stop her, but after a mont’s thought, he pulled his hand back. ’n and won shouldn’t touch indiscriminately! Yes, that’s the reason...’
"Tristan, I didn’t ask you to co here just to watch the show!" Aiden Avery had been knocked back several steps by his sister. Once he recovered, he clutched his chest and started scolding Tristan Grayson.
Tristan Grayson furrowed his brow and gave a helpless shrug. "Well, what do you want to do? She’s already gone..."
"What else can we do? Let’s go see what that girl is up to!" ’What could possibly be so important that she has to hide it from ?’
"Oh my god! Alia Avery is so lucky! She has Young Master Joyce doting on her like she’s a queen, and she has such a handso brother! Aah, I’m going to lose my mind! I have to be nicer to Alia from now on. I’m going to beco her sister-in-law!" a woman’s envious shriek ca from inside the room.
「On the fourth floor.」
Alia Avery first ran to Leo Joyce’s office to check, but it was empty. She then hurried to the suite he usually stayed in, but no one was there either. After that, she began checking the rooms one by one. When she still couldn’t find him, she leaned against the wall. Suddenly, she thought of sothing and quickly pulled out her phone to call Leo Joyce, but his phone was off.
"Alia Avery, what in the world are you doing? Aren’t you coming ho with ?" Aiden Avery watched his sister from behind, feeling a massive headache coming on.
Alia turned around and said impatiently, "Aiden, just stop following ."
"What are you looking for? Just tell , and I’ll help you find it!" Aiden Avery finally understood. ’His sister was here to catch a cheater. Why else would she be barging into every single room?’
’But isn’t Cassian Jennings still in prison? Who could Alia be trying to catch?’
Suddenly, Alia Avery saw two security guards at the end of the hallway, carrying a woman and heading toward Leo Joyce’s room.
Her expression changed, and she sprinted toward them.
Confused, Aiden Avery and Tristan Grayson hurried after Alia.
As one of the guards opened the door, Alia imdiately saw Leo Joyce sitting on the sofa.
She shoved the guard aside and stord in.
Leo Joyce was clearly stunned to see Alia. "What are you doing here? It’s not..."
Without a word, Alia Avery lunged forward, grabbed Leo Joyce by the collar, and said in a cold voice, "Leo Joyce, I’ve changed my mind. Gia Miller definitely isn’t qualified to climb into your bed. I want you to..." At this point, Alia rembered her brother and Tristan were there, so she moved closer to Leo Joyce’s ear and lowered her voice, speaking so only the two of them could hear. "I want you to find people to do her. But—and this hasn’t changed—I want to watch it live!"
A look of delighted surprise spread across Leo Joyce’s face. He shot to his feet, grabbed Alia’s waist, and pulled her into a tight embrace. A wicked, roguish smile played on his lips. "Not a problem. I guarantee you’ll be satisfied!"
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