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Ryan, hearing the driver’s words, revealed nothing of his inner turmoil. His unreadable gaze unnerved the driver.

“Mr. Morgan?”

Ryan, hand resting on the car roof, was deep in thought. With Marcus away in Peach Town, he saw an opportunity.

It was his chance to avenge Rosa.

A sinister smile playing on his lips, Ryan commanded, “Barr, assemble a competent team. We’re heading to Peach Town.”

Understanding that Marcus was present in Peach Town, Barr grasped the intent behind their journey.

At eight in the evening, the members of the Thomas Group reached Oldfort, a two-hour drive from Peach Town. They checked into a hotel and decided to rest for the night, planning to leave early for Peach Town the next morning.

After a taxing afternoon journey, everyone dozed off, yet Shera remained wide awake.

“Shera, can’t you get used to the bed?” asked Lily Gomez from the finance department, who shared the room with her. When Lily woke up, she noticed Shera still sitting on her bed.

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“Lily, don’t worry about me. I’m going to step out for a bit,” Shera replied.

Shera arose from her bed and made her way to the door.

Lily expressed concern.

“Where are you off to at this late hour?”

“I just need to grab a charger from the front desk. I’ll be back shortly.”

Shera shut the door as she made her way to the hallway, which offered a view of the lobby.

As she expected, she spotted Marcus lounging on the sofa in the lounge area, legs crossed elegantly, talking on the phone, with a cup of coffee resting on the round white table in front of him.

Shera couldn’t help but smile. She knew Marcus was a dedicated workaholic and wasn’t inclined to turn in early for the night.

And she wasn’t about to squander this precious evening on sleep.

Marcus was the epitome of a man with an irresistible charm. While he was on the phone, a few girls approached him, asking for his number, but he politely declined them all.

Shera pondered how to approach him without making him uncomfortable.

Her past actions had already triggered his aversion, so she had to tread carefully.

After finishing his call, Marcus glanced at his watch and strolled towards the hotel’s grand, spiral staircase.

In that moment, Shera devised a plan to get closer to him. She raised her wrist, took in a whiff of her freshly-sprayed Gardenia-scented perfume, and adjusted her hair.

Marcus ascended the staircase while she descended.