Despite Bellaâs absence, she knew everything that went on in the
hotel.
âMr. Salvador and Mr. Iverson are here to see you, Ms. Bella. What do
you thinkâ¦?â
Steven pressed on his Bluetooth earpiece and turned around to speak
in hushed tones.
The two men straightened their backs, their nerves on edge.
âSee me? Why? Are they hoping Iâll give them a discount?â
âMs. Bella, they refuse to leave until they see you. I canât call security
on them.â Steven was put on the spot because Justin and Christopher
were not the easiest people to deal with.
âAsk them why they want to see me.â Bellaâs voice bore no emotion:
âMs. Bella asked the purpose of your visit,â Steven said peevishly.
âI want to ask Ms. Thompson out for dinner to thank her.â
Christopher smiled and pushed his gold-rimmed glasses up his nose.
âI have mailed Christianâs autographed album to my mother, and she
loves it. She told me to treat Ms. Thompson to dinner, or sheâd feel
bad getting the gift for nothing.â
He gave Justin the side-eye.
Christopher assumed that Bella was too kind to turn down his invite.
Besides, even if Bella had no feelings for Christopher, he was better
than the cold-hearted two-timer who once hurt her.
Steven turned to Justin.
The man responded indifferently, âItâs work-related.â
Christopher frowned.
Bella paused for a moment before instructing Steven. âTake Mr.
Salvador to see me.â
Christopher and Steven were shocked.
Justin curled his lips.
He could not hide the joy on his face. It was as if he was picked first.
during a childrenâs sports game.
âPlease lead the way, Mr. Lovett.â
Steven turned around angrily. âFollow me.â
As Justin walked away, Christopher hid the darkness in his eyes.
behind his glasses. Rage consumed him.
When Christopher returned to the basement parking lot alone, his
secretary knew things did not go well and said nothing but ushered him into the car respectfully.
Sitting in the back seat, Christopher closed his eyes for a rest. However, his tensed jawline exposed his
brewing rage.
Bella called Justin away.
The never-before humiliation overwhelmed Christopherâs every being. It felt like Bella had slapped him
in the face in front of his rival.
âWhere to, Mr. Iverson?â His secretary asked cautiously.
Christopher uttered in a chilling voice, âDid I say you could speak?â
The secretary hung his head low in fright and broke out in a cold
sweat.
It took a while before Christopher opened his eyes. He gripped his fingers until his knuckles popped.
âInvestigate Ryan Hoffmanâs sister and her present relationship with
Justin.â
âDoes Ryan Hoffman have a sister?â
Christopherâs eyes flickered with a cold glint.
âIâll get right to it now.â The secretary was scared out of his wits.
Christopher closed his eyes. âDrive to Pivotage.â
Pivotage was a private club he established in his secretaryâs name
five years ago.
The woman managing the club was his key to navigating Savrowâs
social circles.
However, she might come in handy now too.
With that in mind, Christopher nudged his glasses up and smirked
sinisterly.
Steven led Justin to the back kitchen of the hotel.
Justin clutched his Windsor knot and glanced to the side to check.
himself out on the reflection of a metal surface.
He had never been so nervous when he was commended in the army. or when he hosted his first
organizational meeting as the president of Salvador Corporation.