54 The Luxe

In a certain corner of the lobby on the first floor of the Luxe, Bryce was holding a scantily clad escort. Usually, he would have flirted with her merrily, but today, he was rather distracted.

Bryce reckoned that Charlotte should have already been cleaned and sent to Mr. Douglas's room by now. But the photos and videos he wanted hadn't been sent to him yet, so he felt uneasy.

Besides, for some reason, Dominic's voice made him feel vaguely agitated.

"Damn it! What am I feeling so agitated for?! When I get those photos tomorrow and force that bitch Charlotte to go to the Sawyers to put in a good word for us… Or else the Carters will end up with nothing!"

Bryce clenched his teeth, grabbed the beautiful woman beside him forcefully, and raised his head to down a glass of alcohol.