Chapter 85

Samuel's face darkened as he said, "Fine." I wasn't surprised at all because Samuel always did whatever Yvette asked him to do. He gripped my wrist tightly and glanced toward the receptionist. "Where is the monitoring room?" The receptionist looked flustered. "Please wait, Mr. Jackman. I'll contact the manager first." "Tell me where the monitoring room is, and then have the manager come to see me," Samuel said, his expression cold and stern. The receptionist, likely intimidated, turned pale and reluctantly directed someone to take us there. Samuel pulled me along, and I followed him up the stairs to the monitoring room. Yvette, too, looked like she was burning with impatience. I knew that Yvette was desperate to know who the woman was that Gideon had brought to the hotel last night. And Samuel wanted to know which man I had come here with. If they both learned that I was the woman that Gideon had brought here, I could only imagine their reactions. The staff hesitated when they