All Chapters of Love Me, My Little Assistant: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

I was not surprised when he answered that. Ivor was a practical man and did not believe in paranormal things. Everyone could have realized that from the first meeting with him.Ivor suddenly received a call from his partner and left immediately. My eyes followed him until I could no longer see him.I went back to my hotel room because I wasn’t interested in going for a walk after Ivor left.My maxi dress was torn because I accidentally stepped on the skirt and almost fell, so I had to throw it away even if I had only worn it twice.I lay on the soft bed; the television was on, the television screen was showing a romantic movie. The voices of the characters kept me from feeling alone. I did not want to sleep now because it was too early to go to bed, but I was not interested in anything.I looked at the ceiling, which was designed as a minimalist, and thought idly. Then I remembered that surveillance tape.From it, I relived what happened. Well, I did not want to remember those events a

I gave Mark a gentle smile and said, “I’ll consider.”Of course, I had no plans to return to this place either. I was unlikely to be a shareholder of that hotel. But I didn’t want to go with Mark, I was not too close to him.The hotel staff informed us they would not open the dome glass door because the wind was too strong tonight. Opening the glass door of the dome would adversely affect our experience. I came near the glass door of the dome, looking at the sea. Beach campfires interested me.“Lia, what makes you so excited down there?” Mark asked.Ivor and Mark had sat down, there were three glasses of wine and a plate of fruit on the small table.“The view of the beach and campfire,” I answered Mark and laughed. I sat down at the empty seat, which was in the middle of their seat, and sipped a glass of wine.“What kind of champagne do you guess it is?” Mark asked. He held a glass of champagne in his left hand, his right hand plucked the grapes from the bunch and put them in his mouth

Third person’s POVMark and Ivor looked at Lia, who was sitting in the chair and hugging her head. They all understood that she was drunk.Mark said, “Doesn’t anyone seem to tell her that this wine is slow to get drunk?” And he got back a sharp look from Ivor. Mark sighed, saying, “All right, I’m the wine picker, I’ll take responsibility. But it was a surprise that she drank so much.”Mark walked closer to Lia, touched her shoulders, and shook her slightly. He said, “Lia, are you all right? Can you return to the hotel room on your own?”Lia was struggling with her dizziness, feeling uncomfortable when shaken. She shoved his hand away, kept holding her head, and said nothing. Mark sighed, remarking, “She doesn’t look well. I’ll take her to her room.”Mark looked toward Ivor’s seat but did not see him. “It’s up to you,” Ivor said from behind Mark.“Where have you been? I didn’t even realize you were leaving,” Mark said. “Lia doesn’t seem to be able to get back to her room by herself, so

Lia’s POVI woke up at 5: 00 in the morning on my own biological clock. Light filtered through the crack in the velvet curtain, enough for me to see the room and confirm that I was in my room..My headaches tormented me, and for the first time in years of a disciplined lifestyle, my desire to sleep in was so intense. Unable to open my eyes, I reached out to search for my phone on the pillow next to me and was startled to realize that the phone was gone.I would always leave the phone on the pillow next to me before I went to bed. Although that was not its original purpose, the habit was as a way for me to know whether I went to bed in an unconscious state yesterday.I sat up and the headache was more intense. My brain told me it wanted to keep resting.What the hell happened yesterday? I remember going up to the terrace and enjoying the wine together with Ivor and Mark. I had probed Ivor and was upset by him; I talked to Mark while using the telescope. Then...What happened after that

“No way,” I said, almost whispering. I couldn’t look into Mark’s brown eyes. “No, he didn’t tell me, I’m just one of his assistants, anyway.”“But on this trip, you were Ivor’s chief assistant, weren’t you? You’re supposed to be with him at every event, at every party he’s going to on this trip,” Mark said. His voice kept echoing in my mind.Yes, on this trip, I took on the role of Ivor’s chief assistant. But while he was at an adult party with a business manager in Dubai and taking a chance to get enormous business opportunities, I was sitting at a bar and doing meaningless things.My hand gripped the skirt of my dress. Only last night, he told me he trusted me because I was his assistant, but after all that happened today, I felt I was an Ivor’s joke.Suddenly, Mark pushed a shot glass towards me. I looked at the golden brown liquid in the shot glass and gave Mark a surprised look.“Have you ever tried whiskey?” Mark asked, on his table there was a similar shot glass.“I did, but on