After Dirvorce I become a SheEO by Vada Weeks

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After Dirvorce I become a SheEO Chapter 114

Chapter 114 Lincoln Is a Gigolo

Zayla pursed her lips and immediately called the hotel, letting them clean this suit. Then, she wrote down Lincoln’s

room number and asked the waiter to send the suit back to Lincoln later.

Zayla thought that those matters in Seattle should be settled in Seattle.

As for the Sea Museum…

Zain was thrown into prison. As for the reconstruction of the museum, it would probably have to wait for the new

curator to take office. Thus, this matter would probably be shelved for a long time.

Late at night, Zayla took a painkiller and went to sleep.

Early the next morning, Zayla checked out and took the morning flight back to Houston.

Lincoln received the news that Zayla had checked out.

Lincoln bit his lower lip and thought, my suit is still there with her.

That is a good excuse for me to…

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

The hotel staff stood outside the room and said respectfully, “Sir, your suit has been

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cleaned.”

Lincoln frowned. That was the suit that he wrapped around Zayla’s waist yesterday. Speaking of which… Lincoln

bought this suit for her.

“Sir, when we sent the suit to wash, we found an envelope in its inner pocket.” As the hotel staff spoke, he handed

the envelope over with both hands.

Last night, the envelope was stained with water and was somewhat wrinkled. But now,

it had already dried up. The seal didn’t get any damage.

Lincoln took the suit and the envelope. Then, he turned and entered his suite.

Lincoln didn’t expect that Zayla would send his suit to wash. She even wrote down his room number and let the

staff send the suit back.

Lincoln thought that one trick couldn’t be used twice.

Lincoln looked at the hotel’s logo on the envelope.

There were two words “thank you” written on it. This was the envelope that Zayla had

given to Lincoln yesterday.

Lincoln cut open the envelope with a small knife. There was a note in the envelope,

saying: “Thank you for yesterday. This is a gift of thanks. Zayla.”

What Zayla mentioned in this note was something that had happened in the scenic area of Seattle.

Lincoln smiled faintly and looked down at the number on the check. There were also Zayla’s fingerprints, official

seal, and signature on it.

It was a 1.4-million-dollar check.

That was a lot of money.

This was a thing that Zayla, a billionaire woman, would do.

Aziel was surprised. “Wow. That’s 1.4 million dollars! This gift is very useful!”

“Shut up. She gave this to me, not you.”

Hearing Lincoln’s words, Aziel felt like he got hurt in his heart.

At this time, the doorbell rang.

The staff sent Lincoln the photo taken in the Fountain Maze yesterday.

“Did she also take it?” Lincoln asked.

The staff replied, “The young miss from the next room left in a hurry and did not take it.”

“Give me her photo.”

“Yes, sir.” The staff handed another photo to Lincoln.

Lincoln looked at the two photos in his hand.

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He was very pleased.

A faint smile appeared on Lincoln’s face.

Lincoln said in his heart, I have another reason to contact you, Ms. Vargas.

As soon as Zayla landed in Houston, she turned on her phone. Then, she saw the link to the trending topic sent by

Linda. The trending topic was talking about Zayla meeting her “gigolo”.

However, six minutes after this trending topic appeared, it was removed and disappeared from the Internet.

Zayla gave Linda a call.

Linda asked curiously, “Zayla, tell me! Who is the gigolo that you are dating? Is he handsome?

“Is he the same as what the netizens said? Does he often act like a spoiled child in front of you and ask you to hold

him?

“Do you also know someone else? Can you introduce him to me? Although I am not a billionaire like you, my

second-hand car has been upgraded to a Maserati!”

Before Zayla could say anything, Linda’s questions hit Zayla one after another.

Zayla held her forehead and said resignedly, “If you knew who he was, you wouldn’t think that he was a gigolo.”

“The photo taken by the paparazzi is too fuzzy. It’s so hard to see clearly through so many pieces of glass! Who is

the man in the photo?”

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