Chapter 305 However, Michael was not ready to give up just yet.
He struggled to his feet, wiping blood from the corner of his mouth while silently cursing Finley for getting him into this mess.
He grabbed a nearby security guard and barked urgently, Quick use the stairs and warn Finley and Yvonne to escape through the back door! The guard, startled by Michaels intensity, stumbled away toward the stairwell
Afterward, Michael frantically tried calling Finley, but the phone was still off.
At least As men would need some time to search all the rooms.
There was still a slim chance of avoiding disaster.
Meanwhile, Andrew, Dn, and Natasha were seated at a cafe across from the hotel, calmly sipping
their coffees Darling, your n worked perfectly
As just stormed in with his men, Natasha said excitedly to Andrew.
Now we just sit back and enjoy the show? Andrew set down his coffee with a smile.
Well enjoy the show alright, but first, we need to block all the escape routes at the back of the hotel. Always thinking ahead, Mr.
Lloyd ! Dn praised him with a thumbs up.
Natasha quickly summoned her people.
Get those reporters here now, shemanded.
Soon, over a dozen journalists with their equipment were rushing to help Andrews group secure the hotels rear exits
When did you arrange for reporters ? Dn asked, impressed.
Natasha shot Andrew a smug look.
Darling, youre clever, but Im no amateur either.
I had those reporters on standby before we even arrived.
Andrew chuckled
Finley really had the worst luck crossing paths with someone as ruthless as you.
They dont call me the ck Widow for nothing, Natasha replied with a cold smile.
Catching cheaters is my specialty.
Meanwhile, in the hotel room, Finley jumped up in panic.
He tumbled out of bedpletely naked and nearly lost his bnce.
Normally, his agility would prevent such clumsiness, but the lingering effects of the drug still weighed heavily on him.
Even with his martial arts training and robust physique, he was struggling to hold it together.
Chapter 305 Yvonnes pale skin was marred with red marks, evidence of their rough escapades.
Completely exhausted, shey sprawled on the bed, fast asleep, looking like she had barely survived the night.
Finley hurriedly threw on his clothes while roughly shaking her awake.
Yvonne, wake up! We need to leave right now! he urged, his voice trembling with urgency.
O Yvonne batted his hand away, her eyelids heavy with sleep.
Leave? Why? You beast, you nearly broke mest night, she murmured.
I cant even feel my legs right now.
Let me sleep a little longer, you heartless brute.
In his panic, Finley fumbled with his clothes, even putting his underwear on backward in his haste. Damn it, stop sleeping! We need to get out of here, or were in serious trouble! Annoyed, Yvonne shot back, If you want to leave, then go ! Im not moving.
You hit it and quit it, huh? Dont think III let you touch me again after this! Finleys patience snapped as he pped her across the face, his voice dropping into a growl.
You idiot! Do you even realize whats happening? Mr.
Giordano is downstairs right now! Yvonnes face paled, but she stayed silent as Finley continued to seethe
If we dont leave this second, its going to be your funeral literally.
And youre talking about next time? Goddamn it, youve got to be kidding me.
Regret churned in Finleys gut like a storm
Sure, the thrill ofst night had been intoxicating, but he was paying for it in the worst way possible.
It had been fun while itsted, but the consequences were proving far deadlier than he had ever imagined.