Lyla looked down and saw that the straps of her dress were loose, and a large area on her left chest was exposed.
She smiled as she fixed her clothes. Then she tilted her head to look at Sean and said, "I thought you had a problem with that. You seem normal."
Sean ignored her and got out of bed to wash up in the bathroom.
The hotel's restaurant on the first floor twenty minutes later.
Sean sat quietly eating breakfast, and so did Lyla.
Zander ate as he observed Sean and Lyla.
Sean did not return last night, so Zander knew Sean spent the night in Lyla's room.
Although he knew Sean would not fool around, Zander could not confirm if nothing happened between the two.
After all, a man and a woman spent the whole night alone in a room. It was unbelievable to say that they did nothing. Besides, Lyla was open-minded, while Sean was relatively conservative.
It was perfectly normal if she threw herself at him and something happened.
"What are you looking at? Eat!"
Sean glared at Zander.
Zander lowered his head and took big mouthfuls of his meal.
Just then, Cheryl came along with a pot of soup.
The hotel chef had not come to work yet at this hour, so Cheryl was the one who prepared their meals.
Cheryl used to get off work and go to work on time. However, because Sean trusted her and let her take full control of the hotel, she did not even go home anymore. She got herself a room on the top floor and lived in the hotel.
She even made breakfast and dinner for Sean and Zander.
She was not doing it for a bonus, which was nothing compared to getting Sean's trust.
"Boss, this is the snapper soup I made. Enjoy."
Cheryl smiled as she placed a large pot of snapper soup in the middle of the table.
Sean's face darkened as he looked at the pot of snapper soup.
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