"Mrs. Bennett, you've misunderstood. I'm not that kind of person. Let's go inside and see for ourselves. The waiter informed me about this, and I have no idea what's going on either."
Aiden coldly brushed off Mrs. Bennett's hand, swiped his card, and with a beep, the door unlocked. He pushed it open.
The room was nothing special, just an average suite. After all, Zachary wasn't particularly well-off—he could only afford a mid-range suite. A presidential suite? That was beyond his reach.
But the moment the door swung open, everyone's eyes instinctively darted to the bed.
Instantly, they were all stunned, their gazes frozen in disbelief!
Wasn't Jessica supposed to be having a sudden medical emergency? Then why… why was the couple tangled up on the bed, moaning in pleasure, making sounds that filled the air with sheer shame?
Aiden's face turned ashen in an instant!
He never expected that the woman he had set his sights on… would prove Ella right!
