It was worth mentioning that Betty's figure looked mystically beautiful under this kind of lighting. She did not change into her pajamas but just wore her usual clothes so that she could get up to deal with anything at any time.
This was the requirement of close-up protection.
Chuck recalled the moment that he had accidentally touched Betty twice. She responded awkwardly but did not mention anything afterward as if nothing had happened. A perverted idea came to Chuck's mind. How would she react if he did something to her?
Would she resist? Or would she be too embarrassed to respond? Or would she just pretend to be asleep and that she did not know anything, letting him do as he pleased?
Or would she complain to his mother and slap him?
Men always had strange ideas and Chuck was no exception. Besides, upon realizing that Betty had a good figure, it was normal for Chuck to have this idea.
It was just that Chuck was able to restrain his desire.
Chuck walked over and called, "Betty, Betty..."
Betty opened her beautiful eyes which were clouded with sleepiness. Chuck felt that he had missed his chance. Betty was really asleep just now, so she might not wake up if he did something to her. However, Chuck would not cross the line. Except for accidentally touching her, he couldn't do anything else to her.
Betty was not stupid after all.
"Young Master, what's the matter?" Betty said and stood up from the couch.
"Just now Aaron's sister, Patricia, called me and asked me if Aaron had done anything to me. Her phone call reminded me something and I want you to check on it now," Chuck replied. Then, he added awkwardly, "Um, did I disturb you?"
"No, Young Master, wait a minute. I'll call and ask where Aaron is," Betty took out her mobile phone upon finishing her words.
In less than ten seconds, Betty only mentioned Aaron's name before hanging up the phone. Following that, she turned to Chuck and said, "Young Master, please wait for a few minutes."
"Alright," Chuck sat on the sofa and waited. "Betty, you can actually sleep in a room. There are many rooms here," he suggested.
The presidential suite was very spacious and there were a lot of rooms. Hence, it was fine for Betty to sleep in one of the rooms. There was no need for her to sleep on the couch.
"Thank you, Young Master. But, it's better for me to sleep on the couch near your room so I can protect you at any time," Betty replied. This was her duty and the couch was quite comfortable. After all, the piece of furniture cost seventy thousand dollars, so she could sleep very well on it.
After hearing this, Chuck did not insist on the topic. About three minutes of waiting later, Betty's cell phone rang. After she answered the phone, a strange expression appeared on her face and she said, "Alright, thanks."
Betty hung up the phone and said to Chuck, "Young Master, Aaron is at the hotel just one floor below us."
Chuck was surprised. Did Aaron book a room here?
This was a rare situation.
"He brought a woman with him as well," Betty continued.
Chuck found it to be normal. Of course, Aaron would bring a woman with him to a hotel. Chuck shrugged his shoulders and replied, "Alright, Betty, you can continue sleeping."
Chuck thought that Aaron probably did not know that this was his mother's hotel when he booked a room here. Since he had booked a room here already, Chuck would not be so boring as to disturb him and his woman.
"Young Master, the woman seems unconscious," Betty added.
"What do you mean? Did you mean that the woman had been drugged?" Chuck said. He thought that it was impossible. Aaron may be brainless but he had good looks, so why did he need to resort to drugging a girl?
"Young Master, you can take a look at the surveillance video," Betty said and took out her mobile phone. Chuck went over curiously. He saw Aaron appear in the lobby of the hotel with a tall and long-legged woman in his arms and he headed to the front desk. Chuck was weirded out by it when he realized who the woman was.
The girl was the campus belle, Frieda, wasn't she?
Chuck shrugged. This was interesting. Was she drunk or had Aaron drugged her? After all, Frieda's eyes were closed and Aaron was holding her. If he had not hugged her, she would probably sleep on the floor.
"Young Master, are you laughing?" Betty asked strangely. What did this mean? Did Chuck do this kind of thing before too?
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