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Who in the world was he?
When Maggie and Rosalynn entered the elevator, Maggie couldn’t contain her curiosity any longer.
“Rosalynn, who is that guy?”
Rosalynn replied, “His mame is Lyndon Fernandez. I saved his life once.”
Maggie tilted her head and said, “So you are his savior. Ah, no wonder…”
“No wonder what?” Rosalynn asked curiously.
“No wonder he looks at you like he is ready to give himself to you in return,” Maggie said with utmost
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Rosalynn couldn’t help but chuckle. “What are you talking about?”
“I’m just speaking the truth!”
Rosalynn simply shook her head with an amused smile and pinched Maggie’s cheek playfully.
When the elevator reached the 26th floor, they pushed their suitcases into the lavish suite they had
reserved.
Since it was a five-star hotel, the room’s decor was extravagant.
Every detail exuded opulence.
Taking in the surroundings, Maggie couldn’t help but ask, “Rosalynn, staying here for one night is
expensive, right?”
“Yes, it’s more than two thousand,” Rosalynn replied.
Keegan had insisted on providing Rosalynn with top-notch accommodations during her business trip,
assuring her that the studio would cover the expenses.
It was his way of encouraging her to unwind and recharge.
Warmth filled Rosalynn’s heart. It didn’t really matter whether he’d reimburse her or not. After all, she
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Furthermore, the main reason she chose to stay here was because the bidding for the museum project
would be held here.
With their luggage sorted, they took a tour of the suite.
Just then, Rosalynn’s phone rang.
She glanced at the caller ID and saw that it was Lyndon calling.
“Hello, Mr. Fernandez.”
“Miss Fuller, can I invite you to lunch as a token of my gratitude for saving my life?”
Lyndon’s voice, smooth and magnetic, came through the phone.