Chapter 446

Those playboys had long kept a suite on the top floor of the hotel. The spacious living area greeted them upon entry, with two bedroom doors left slightly ajar. The only space suitable for serious business discussion was a modest study, about 120 square feet. Its floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the city skyline. But instead of books, the shelves were lined with bottles of hard liquor. The young heir's name was Phillip Chase. He casually uncapped a bottle of vodka. He knew his place and didn't dare lay a hand on Serena. Instead, he threw some ice cubes and glasses in front of Chris. "Hey, buddy. Want a drink?" "Thanks." Chris was used to these drinking sessions. He rolled up his sleeves and poured a drink for both of them, but his gaze landed on the loose-fitting pajamas Phillip was wearing. Phillip chuckled. "The meeting today is a bit impromptu. I just came back from a buddy's club opening. I smelled like alcohol, so I took a shower and changed. But I didn't have time to