Howard entered the hotel with Bianca<b>. </b>Mnie stood near the door and was close enough <b>that </b>Howard would have noticed her if he nced back. However, he was too busy chatting andughing
with Bianca.
Mnie watched him. His handsome profile sported an indulgent smile as he finally nted a kiss on Bianca’s right cheek. Mnie averted her gaze, nausea churning in her stomach.
Before she could suppress the nausea<b>, </b><b>a </b>cold,zy voice sounded beside her. “You’re right <b>on </b>time.”
Mnie turned around and saw Matthew stepping out of a ck Bentley. He must havee from the office as he was still dressed in formal attire. His hair was also slicked back, which eliminated the trace of immaturity he usually carried.
Mnie had no idea when he arrived but instinctively felt that Matthew must have also noticed Howard and Bianca. However, there was no change in his expression, and his gaze remained steady.
Locking eyes with him, a sudden thought shed through Mnie’s mind. “Did you intentionally choose to meet here?” she asked.
Matthew nced at her. “Why do you say that?”
He showed <b>no </b>intention of refuting her usation. Even after Mnie scrutinized him with probing eyes, there was still no hint of anything unusual. He calmly proceeded to the 16th floor.
Mnie followed him in silence as they made their way to the private room.
The private room was spacious, simr to the one Matthew had booked thest time. It hadrge floor -to–ceiling windows that offered a panoramic view of the riverbank.
Mnie <b>was </b>staring at Matthew when he suddenly asked, “Do you know how old Bianca is?<b>” </b>
Although Bianca wore make–up on her face, she did not look too old.
“If I remember correctly, she should be 19,” he added.
A barely perceptible crease formed between Mnie’s eyebrows. She knew Bianca was young, but she <b>had </b>not realized she <b>was </b>only 19 years old.
A deep emotion flickered in Mnie’s eyes, but she suppressed the difort that was brewing within her. “So, was it your intention for me to see them together?<b>” </b>she asked.
Matthew did not deny her question <b>and </b>just continued, “There were countless other Biancas before her.”
“What exactly are you trying to say?” Mnie demanded while maintaining herposure. With Matthew’s every indifferent word, she felt her emotions surge upwardyer byyer.
Matthew casually poured two <b>sses </b>of water <b>and </b>then pushed one toward Mnie. His eyes, as calm. <b>as </b>a frozen pond, were fixed on Mnie. There was no emotion in that gaze.
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However, the corners of his thin lips were slightly curved up. “I know you and Eugene are investigating me.”
Mnie’s pupils contracted slightly while Matthew’s voice remained steady as he continued, “I’ve erased all traces of Howard. You can go back and tell him there’s no need to waste any more effort.”
“Why are you telling me this?” Mnie was even more wary now. Her back had gone straight while her expression remained calm. Still, there was an uneasiness in her<b>. </b>
Though Matthew was talking about Howard, Mnie knew the man was not the point.
Matthew chuckled lightly, his voice sounding casual. He looked out at the night scene outside, the brilliant riverside lights reflecting in his deep eyes.
“Do you want to know what’s happening in the adjacent private <b>room </b>right now?” he countered. A trace of disgust appeared the moment he asked that, overshadowing the gleam in his eyes.
Mnie had a gut feeling that it was not going to be something pleasant.
Matthew ced his phone directly in front of Mnie with a nk expression. A video was ying on the screen.
After just a nce, Mnie quickly averted her gaze. In a simrly decorated private room, several middle–aged men were sitting around a table. Howard’s face was in full view, his head slightly lowered as he kissed a young woman passionately.