Chapter 28: I Never Hit Women

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At the head of the bed in the Palais des Congrès was a bas-relief depicting angels and the Virgin Mary, a heavy white bed skirt, and velvet duvet.

Vintage dark blue curtain-heads cascaded down, showcasing luxury.

Anna Jadwin was thrown onto the bed, causing it to sway heavily.

Wayne Bailey went back to the door, pressed the fingerprint code, and locked it...

The room was opulent and intricate, like heaven's palace.

Paintings of deities were everywhere, heavy brushstrokes hung on the vintage wall panels.

This was Wayne Bailey's presidential suite, exclusively for his own use.

Occasionally, he would come here for a short rest after entertaining guests.

Wayne Bailey took off his buttons one by one, casually tossed his British coat to the ground and his noble purple silk shirt made him look incredibly seductive.

Anna Jadwin's mind went blank, and just as she stepped down, she was pushed back onto the bed...

"What are you trying to do!?"