Chapter 24 Jinx

Inside of the presidential suite. The woman was sleeping soundly on the huge bed. Her long seaweed-like smooth hair was messily spread out on the pillow. The first light of dawn emanated through the huge glass ceiling as it pierced her eyes. Verian Mont raised her arm to rub her agonizing headache. She forcefully kneaded her brows. Last night… She was with Bodd Yellen?! As her eyes shot wide open, all she could see was she herself in a foreign room and not a single hint of masculinity around. She held onto her forehead and she felt dizzy. She had actually drunk herself blind last night at the bar. … While rubbing her temple, she desperately tried to recall the events from last night. She spent her night at the bar with Guinnie. After that, Guinnie went to the washroom because of a stomach ache, leaving her behind with Bodd Yellen. Then, the both of them were drunk as she carried Bodd Yellen back to a room. After all of that... Heaton Fudd barged into the room?! The cellphone t