Chapter 146

“Lia, you had better not let me down!”

However, suddenly—

“Mr. Winford!”

Graham, who had just received his orders and left, unexpectedly turned back. He had a somewhat stiff expression as he handed over his phone.

“I received something here that was related to the lady.”

The hotel. Ophelia was learning to cook with the master chef. During a break, she noticed the hotel was very lively today and that the decorations were quite different, so she curiously asked a question.

“Today? Today was our hotel’s carnival night, specially designed for couples. Those decorations were, of course, prepared for the young couples!”

Carnival night? Ophelia asked and then dismissed it from her mind, losing interest—after all, with Winford’s personality, it was impossible for him to accompany her.

She turned around to get some fresh air from the kitchen, but after taking just two steps, an apprentice suddenly bumped into her. She was holding her phone in her hand and, caught off guard, the phone fell directly into a bucket of water!

“Ah! I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to do it!!” The apprentice hurriedly apologized, looking extremely guilty.

Ophelia hurriedly picked up her phone and then frowned—it seemed that the phone had gotten wet and could not be turned on!

Seeing that her expression was not very good, the other party hurriedly apologized, “I really didn’t mean to…”

“Don’t worry, I’ll take it back and fix it,” Ophelia said, slightly furrowing her beautiful brows. It was just a mobile phone; she couldn’t be bothered to fuss over it, since there wasn’t anything important inside anyway.

She casually put away the phone that couldn’t be turned on and left the kitchen.

“Excuse me, is this Miss Ophelia?” A waiter suddenly approached her, holding a beautiful bouquet of roses—these were roses the hotel had specially prepared for guests today, just airlifted in and very fresh. Of course, the price was also very attractive.

“I was… was there something?”

The waiter immediately said, “This bouquet was sent to you by a gentleman named Burnett. Please accept it!”

The last name was Burnett? Ophelia’s heart stirred—she could only think of Graham, the only person with the last name Burnett that she knew!

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A handwritten card and a room key were placed in the bouquet. On the card, there were only two words—

“Come here.”

It was unmistakably Winford’s tone and handwriting! Ophelia widened her eyes in surprise. How did he know she was at the hotel? She had clearly been very careful to keep it a secret!

After the frustration, there was anticipation and sweetness again. She didn’t forget what day it was today—the hotel had specially prepared a carnival night for couples! He specifically rushed over and mysteriously called her over. What was he trying to do?

Taking the bouquet, Ophelia hurried over, looking at the room card with anticipation.

At that time…

The apartment. The air was filled with a terrifying sense of an impending storm! This was the third call made to Ophelia, but the response was still that her phone was turned off. The servants all hid away, and Graham lowered his head deeply, not daring to breathe a word. No one dared to provoke the man on the sofa, whose aura was terrifying and fierce!

Graham stood in front of the man, beads of cold sweat already forming on his forehead. On the sofa, Winford’s eyes were slightly closed, motionless, for a long time. On the coffee table in front of him, there were two mobile phones. A phone that had just hung up was signaling that “the other party is unavailable,” while another phone was repeatedly playing a recording.

“…I did not want to marry Mr. Winford!”

“He was so terrifying, yet he was a man on the verge of death…”

“I would rather marry an ordinary stranger than be his wife!”

The girl spoke with a voice full of tears, expressing strong rejection. The most shocking thing was that it was clearly Ophelia’s voice! This was what Graham received on his phone, a recording sent by an anonymous account. It had been verified, and the recording was authentic, showing no signs of being synthesized.

The girl’s voice, filled with despair and breakdown, echoed in the living room again and again, creating an atmosphere so oppressive that it felt almost suffocating. However, she was unwilling to marry; what did the sweetness of these days count for? Was she deceiving him…?

The man on the sofa opened his eyes, resembling a dangerous beast that was holding back its fury. His handsome face was shrouded in a thick layer of gloom, and he emanated a terrifying aura that sent chills to the depths of one’s heart. Finally, he moved. Stand up. The tall and upright figure exerted immense pressure on people.

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