Chapter 191
Julian frowned deeply.
He wasn't in the mood tonight.
"No need. Take her away."
The manager's smile didn't falter. He shot Danielle a look.
They both retreated quickly.
At the end of the hallway—
Danielle: "I thought you said the young master always wanted company when he came here?"
Manager: "Normally, yes. But today's an exception. You think men only check into hotels for one thing?"
"But I..."
She had been waiting for this chance for a long time.
The manager scoffed. "What you want doesn't matter. What matters is what the young master wants. Tough luck. Seems he's already eaten elsewhere, not looking for a snack. Save your energy. Don't flatter yourself."
The woman gritted her teeth in secret.
Inside the suite, Olivia had just finished her bath.
She was drying her hair when a sudden knock came at the door.
Thinking it was Julian—
"What do you want so late... Huh?!"
The person outside wasn't Julian.
A young man offered an awkward smile. "Sorry, wrong door."
"It's fine." Olivia started to close the door.
A hand suddenly pressed against it.
Olivia raised an eyebrow. "Something else?"
"You really don't recognize me?" The man's gaze was wistful, tinged with a hint of hurt.
Olivia laughed, looking him over carefully.
Wrong door? She wasn't buying it.
There were only two suites on the top floor.
One for her, one for Julian.
Dressed like that, he couldn't possibly be here for Julian.
He wore a white T-shirt, light green shorts, and sneakers.
Youthful and vibrant, exactly Olivia's type.
"Chen..."
"Xuhe." He finished for her, not minding at all that she didn't remember his full name.
"Cody, what can I do for you?"
"Dylan really took you to that dinner?"
"What if he did?"
"If he did, then it's time for you to find a new... companion."
Cody and Dylan were from the same company, debuted around the same time. Friendly on the surface, rivals underneath.
Olivia's smile widened. "Swap him for who?"
His eyes lit up. "I'm younger than Dylan. Cleaner. And most importantly... I know the rules."
Rules?
Olivia gave him a once-over.
He was definitely easier on the eyes than Dylan.
"Offering yourself?"
Cody's ears turned red. "If you need someone..."
"Come in."
Olivia turned and walked inside.
The man's heart raced. He followed, gently closing the door behind him.
...
Julian lay in bed, scrolling through his phone.
Wide awake.
He was a little hungry.
He thought about ordering late-night snacks. After a moment's consideration, he went to knock on Olivia's door.
"Ordering some food. Want anything?"
"...No. I'm asleep!"
"Fine." Julian turned away, then paused.
Why did her voice sound breathless?
"Hey, you okay?"
There was no response from inside.
Julian snorted. This woman was reckless and rude!
His appetite gone, he went back to his room to sleep.
The moonlight was hazy, the night deep.
The next morning, Julian woke at nine.
He went to find Olivia.
Just as he reached her door to knock, it opened from the inside.
"Oli—"
Huh!
A young man stood in the doorway, hair slightly disheveled, looking like he'd just woken up.
They stared at each other.
Julian froze.
The man, however, was calm. He gave a slight nod and put a finger to his lips.
"Keep it down. She's still sleeping."
Then, he turned and left.
Julian stood in the hallway for a long moment before it hit him. "Holy—"
Olivia was fooling around right here? In his family's hotel? Right across from him? Under his nose?!
Julian barged in, deliberately slamming the door.
Unfortunately, the hotel door had a silent close mechanism. It didn't make a sound.
Furious, he kicked over a chair. But the carpet was too thick, muffling the noise entirely.
Whoosh!
He yanked the curtains open.
The bright sunlight was blinding. Olivia finally stirred.
"Cody, are you trying to die?!"
She sat up abruptly. The light was too harsh. She could only make out a blurry figure standing by the bed.
Assuming it was Cody, she commanded, "Close the curtains!"
The young miss had a terrible temper upon waking.
Usually, no one dared to provoke her.
Julian let out a cold laugh.
He saw the love bites on her neck and chest, varying in color. Clearly from last night... and this morning...
"Olivia, you've been busy."
The voice made Olivia pause.
She blinked, finally recognizing Julian.
Two seconds later, she quickly pulled the covers up to her chest. "Damn it—You just barge in without knocking?"
"Didn't need to. Someone opened it for me." He looked for a chair to sit on, but they were all overturned.
He had to sit on the edge of the bed. "Quite the achiever, aren't you? Dump one and pick up a new one without missing a beat. Flawless transition!"
"Julian, are you insane? What's wrong with you this morning?"
"Stop speaking in riddles!"
"Then get out! Stop buzzing around here like an annoying fly..."
She pulled the covers over her head and went back to sleep.
"...Close the curtains."
Julian: "?!"
She actually fell asleep again.
When Olivia woke next, the sunlight was softer, and it was quiet.
She sat up and stretched contentedly.
The perks of youth. So much energy.
"Awake?"
Olivia froze. "...You're still here?"
Julian sat in a chair, watching her with a cold expression.
Olivia grabbed a shawl to wrap around herself. She only wore a camisole underneath, the love marks faintly visible.
Julian was about to speak.
She cut him off. "Perfect. Get me a glass of ice water, please. Thanks."
"!"
"The fridge is over there." Seeing him stunned, she pointed. "Can't find things in your own hotel?"
Julian: "!!"