Last night, when Channing had driven away from his manor, Sydney had secretly followed him. A servant mentioned that Harold's stomach hurt badly, but she didn't care.She watched Channing enter a bar and drink alone.That was her chance. People often lost control of themselves when they were drunk.When Channing finished drinking, she helped him into the car and booked a presidential suite at a hotel.Once they entered the suite, however, she realized how drunk he truly was. All she could do was soak in a scented milk bath until her skin felt smooth and soft, then wait for him to sober up.However, she fell asleep instead. By the time she woke, Channing was already fully dressed and finishing a call from the company.His deep frown had never eased.As soon as he ended the call and turned around, he saw Sydney. She lay across the bed in red pajamas, her body soft and alluring. Sunlight streamed in behind her and washed over her pale, delicate skin. It softened her normally shar
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