Chapter 88

Ann stormed off just like that. Miranda's hand, still resting on the door handle, slowly dropped. She felt a strange mix of relief and dread. Guilt churned in her chest. She opened the door and saw the two clothes hanging on the wall, the ones she had intended to use as leverage. Now that Ann had gotten to him first, anything she said would probably make things worse. Miranda took the clothes down and handed them to the hotel staff with a request to deliver them on her behalf. … Ann couldn't wait to get downstairs. She had been able to get Miranda's room number, but she had no idea where Wayne was. After some thought, she went straight to the hotel restaurant. Sure enough, she managed to run into him there. Wayne saw her the moment he entered the restaurant. She immediately approached him, but he walked past her without so much as a glance. Ann's face burned in humiliation. Miranda's words rang in her ears. She took a deep breath before blurting out, "Wayne! Do you even realiz