Chapter 130
As the event ended, Sarah gripped the key card finly and opened the door to the reserved
room.
However, the man waiting inside wasn’t Cole. It was the middle–aged man who had handed her the key card earlier.
A cigar dangled from his lips, and his loose robe barely covered his sagging body. With a pleased expression, he gazed at Sarah. “What do you want?”
“Why is it you?” Sarah stood rooted to the spot. Didn’t Cole ask you to give me this key card?
Why…”
Before she could question further, the middle–aged man grabbed her wrist, pushed her against the wall, and closed in on her. “Cole? The Larson heir? Do you really think you can climb into his bed with just that pretty face?”
“Why don’t you stay the night and serve me well instead? Whatever Cole can give you, I can too.” With that, he greedily moved in to claim her lips.
“Don’t touch me!” Sarah gasped as panic flashed in her eyes.
She frantically broke free from the man’s grip, but before she could reach the door handle, he grabbed her waist in frustration and flung her into the suite’s living room. She landed on the soft carpet, and her eyes widened as he closed the distance.
She stated, “I–I’m Ms. Sarah from Jansen Group! If you dare lay a hand on me, I will-”
“Hah, I’m a distinguished guest at Larson Group’s private event. Why would I be afraid of a small rat who barely squeezed her way in? You might as well stop fighting it.” With that, the man lunged at her.
The sharp sound of fabric tearing echoed through the room.
Sarah screamed and fought desperately. Amid the struggle, she grabbed an ashtray and slammed it hard against the man’s head.
As the man’s screams echoed behind her, she turned and fled without hesitation. Stumbling into the ha” way, she ran straight into someone’s arms. “Get out… Cole?”
Her eyes widened as she looked up, and tears streamed down her face. Clutching onto his collar with trembling hands, she sobbed, “Cole, I’m so scared. I’m freezing. Please, take me away from here!”
Cole tensed for a moment. He glanced at the disheveled woman before him and was about to order his bodyguards to escort her away,
However, Sarah was quicker. She caught the flicker of disgust in his eyes.
Behind her, the middle–aged man’s furious shou echoed down the hall.
She had provoked someone she couldn’t afford to offend, and she had even struck him. If she didn’t cling to Cole now, she would be doomed.
Gritting her teeth, she buried herself in Cole’s arms, looking utterly fragile. “Cole, I only want. you! Please…”
Hearing that, Cole was rendered speechless.
The next moment, Sarah wriggled restlessly in his embrace.
Cole was a man after all, and there was no way he could stay indifferent. Before the middle- aged man could catch up, Sarah feigned weakness and pushed him into his room.
The darkness swallowed them, and desire flared like dry tinder.
Meanwhile, Zach and Wendy were still trying to catch up with Serena.
Resting against Serena’s shoulder, Hugh opened his eyes where no one could see and cast a subtle glance at Chandler.
Without hesitation, Chandler stepped forward to block Zach and Wendy. “Mr. Larson needs to rest. Please don’t disturb him.”
“BUL…” one of them interjected.
“Goodbye.” Chandler stepped back, instructing the bodyguards to prevent Zach and Wendy from following.
Zach watched Serena’s back with a lost expression. She had become Hugh’s mistress, and he no longer had a place in her life!
The three of them got in the car, and Serena carefully helped Hugh lean down, fastening his seatbelt as they headed back to Crestview Bay.
On the top floor, Serena planned to take Hugh home first, but the drunk Hugh mistakenly approached her door and refused to leave. His eyes were unfocused, but his hands tightly gripped the doorknob of her home.
Serena fell silent for a moment.
Chandler immediately said, “This place used to be Mr. Larson’s property as well. He might have just gotten used to walking around.”
After a pause, he continued, “Mr. Larson is well–trained. Whenever he’s drunk, we don’t dare get close. Would you like to keep him here for now?”
Serena could tell that Hugh was very strong. Every time his muscular arm wrapped around her
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waist with such force, she felt a profound sense of security.
