Chapter 478: Chapter 478 – Every Man You Wake Up in Bed With

Earlier.

"Mr. Jewel, I’m here, thanks for inviting me," Miss Taylor rushed past Giselle and went to stand in front of Robert. She almost hugged him if he hadn’t taken a step back.

"You came," Mark said, wondering what bad timing it was. Giselle was the woman he wanted to be with for reasons he didn’t know of.

"I told you I wouldn’t miss it for anything," Aliya said excitedly.

"I will get you a drink," Robert said, but he glanced in Giselle’s direction and saw she was speaking with Jasmine, so he focused his attention on Aliya after getting her a drink.

"So, Miss Taylor, what do you do in your free time?" Robert asked. It was his first time trying to start a conversation with a female who was not a family member or close friend.

Aliya waved dismissively, "Miss Taylor is too formal. You should call me Aliya."

Robert pursed his lips, not liking the free ticket. "Thanks a lot, but I prefer to be formal."

Aliya was in deep thought. Maybe Robert was not understanding her intentions. "You should have some fun too." Her hand moved down his thighs and he caught it, his expression darkening.

"Respect yourself, Miss Taylor," he looked around and saw Giselle in Mark’s arms, a blend of anger, jealousy, and pain seared through his heart and before he knew it, he gulped down four glasses of Martini and was still drinking.

Aliya was dismayed but didn’t give up, speaking flirtatiously, "You don’t like to have fun so what do you do? You don’t even have a woman."

"I have eyes on someone," he gulped down another glass and said but couldn’t see Giselle, it made him uncomfortable.

So many negative thoughts were running through his mind concerning what Giselle was doing with Mark, he just couldn’t stomach it.

Hearing that he had eyes on someone, Aliya lost her resolve to pursue him any further and tears stung her eyes.

"I see. I should excuse you then," Aliya said with a saddened expression. Robert did not stop her and went around looking for Giselle and Mark.

Surprisingly, Mark was sitting beside Aliya after Robert had gone around searching for him and Giselle and asked coldly, "Where is Giselle?"

After all the banter, Robert was upset, gulping down more drinks. When he took Mark’s advice to go and rest, he went to the presidential suite, instantly sleeping on the bed without turning on the light.

Suddenly, soft, slender arms wrapped around him. He was shocked but he also couldn’t push her away. She aroused a lot of sensations inside of him with which he never knew existed with just that hug.

With their bodies colliding, one thing led to another and Mark had lost his first time to a strange woman.

Waking up the next morning, his head ached and he looked around the strange room for a pain reliever but seeing blood stains and the naked brunette woman whose hair covered her back, his heart fell out of his chest.

"Giselle?" He spoke in a whisper, the woman didn’t hear him. Robert was conflicted. He didn’t know how Giselle would feel about this when she wakes up.

Guilt welled up in his heart and he needed time to think. He was afraid that this might even affect their relationship in the office.

After thinking critically for a while, he picked a paper and left her a note stating a WeChat account he quickly created on his phone.

’I’m sorry for what happened between us but I’m willing to take responsibility. You can contact me with this ID on WeChat, ’passion fruit.’

He had no idea what made him use such words for his WeChat ID. As he stepped out of the room, he called Jasmine on the phone. "I need a favor."

"Spell it," Jasmine said hastily. Robert thought for a while cautioned her,

"You mustn’t tell anyone."

"My lips are sealed," she responded instantly. It wasn’t the first time she did a job for Robert and it wasn’t going to be the last. Robert trusted his cousin, just like the others.

"Something happened between Giselle and me and I want you to delete all the CCTV footages."

Jasmine could already guess what it was but didn’t want to jump to conclusions. She saw the drunk Robert going into the same room Giselle went but had no idea if it was intentional or a coincidence.

"Are you kidding? What happened?"

"Promise me you won’t tell anybody about the man who went into the presidential suite on the last floor. Wipe all the footages," Robert said seriously, Jasmine had mixed feelings.

"I know that Giselle slept in that room last night. I already saw you going there but you were drunk so that is pardonable."

Robert stiffened instantly, wondering who else might have seen him. He hoped that Mark hadn’t. "Please get to it before it’s too late. Let me know when it’s done."

Jasmine was relaxed as that job was nothing for her. "You can stay on the line as I get it done with."

Robert smiled for the first time that morning. "I love your vibe."

"I Know," Jasmine responded. After a minute and some seconds, she added, "It’s done."

Robert was so relieved and grateful. "Thank you I will send your payment."

"No need. This is a personal matter so you don’t have to pay me but I hope you won’t hurt Giselle cos if you do, I will expose you myself," Jasmine said seriously as Robert replied confidently,

"That will never happen but please do me a favor and make sure she gets home safely," Robert pleaded. That wasn’t a problem for Jasmine so she responded,

"No problem."

Robert did not go to his penthouse but went to his parents’ villa for the first time in a long time.

In another presidential suite, another couple woke up together with shock. "What are you doing in my room?" Mark asked Aliya, she was shocked and questioned back,

"I should be the one asking this question. I booked this room."

Max was perplexed, his mind blank. Maybe he drank too much. "So how did we end up together?"

"I don’t know but you know what? We are both adults so let’s just forget about it," Aliya said as she began to put on her clothes. Mark felt bitter and asked her a question he instantly regretted.

"Is that what you tell every man you wake up in bed with?"

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