Chapter 1964


    Lynn fidgeted, his eyes downcast as he whispered in defense, "Since I arrived here, I''ve had no choice


    over my own life. Plus, if I was of no use, I would''ve been killed when I helped Evelyn save you."


    Estelle nodded, said nothing more, and turned to leave.


    Everyone has their own life experiences and choices. Others can''t truly empathize, nor can every


    situation be judged as right or wrong!


    Suddenly, Lynn spoke up, "Ms. Macin, please don''t tell Evelyn about this. Let her think I betrayed


    her for the luxuries of this ce."


    "Alright, I''ll keep your secret," Estelle replied, her gaze clear. "And thank you for saving me. If you ever


    need my help, don''t hesitate to ask."


    Lynn looked a bit dazed and nodded slowly after a moment, "I''ll remember that."


    Estelle’s gaze shifted, curious. "Where do you work?"


    "The forty-eighth floor," Lynn responded.


    Estelle nodded once more, asked no further questions, and walked out the door.


    Bar Scene


    Sylvia and Evelyn chatted for a bit before Evelyn had to leave for an errand.


    Sylvia finished her drink, weaving through the crowd toward the bar.


    She finally found a spot, and to her surprise, seated next to her was the head butler, Huff. Huff was


    cozying up to a woman, flirting away.


    Sylvia settled into her seat and ordered a cocktail.


    Huff turned at the sound, greeting her with a refined tone, "Ms. Beverly!"


    She returned the nce with a slight nod, "Mr. Huff!"


    "Are you finding your stayfortable, Ms. Beverly? If there''s anything at all that you''re dissatisfied


    with, please let me know. Our guests'' demands are the direction of our improvement," Huff offered.


    Sylvia smiled, "Noints here, thank you for your attentive care, Mr. Huff."


    "As it should be!" Huff gave a small nod and turned back to the blonde bombshell by his side.


    Sylvia downed her drink and ordered another, throwing it back.


    Huff nced back at her but said nothing.


    A man approached, having eyed Sylvia for a while, and with a sleazy smile, he said, "Miss, may I have


    the pleasure of a dance with you?"


    Sylvia tilted her head, smiling coyly, "Buy me a drink, and after that, I''ll dance with you."


    The man, utterly entranced, quickly ordered two shots from the bartender, handing one to Sylvia and


    gulping down his own.


    Sylvia sipped delicately, her demeanor gentle like a demure beauty, but her eyes held a mischievous


    allure.


    As the man set down his ss, eager, he asked, "May I have this dance now, Miss?"


    Recognizing Huff, the man, though reluctant, turned and walked away.


    Sylvia, displeased, turned to Huff, "Why''d you send him away?" Co?tent of Dr?manovеls


    "Ms. Beverly, you are a guest and Mr. Alvis''panion. It''s my duty to ensure your safety," Huff said


    politely.


    Huff stepped back, "Ms. Beverly, you''ve had too much to drink!"Content protected by N?v/el(D)rama.Org.