Chapter 359

Ryan booked a presidential suite at the hotel and instructed his female secretary to swiftly purchase a discreet evening gown for Carrie to change into as soon as possible. As Carrie entered the room to change, he remained seated on the sofa, crossing his legs and tapping on his knee. If he had opted for a black suit for the evening, he might have resembled a groom patiently awaiting his bride to try on wedding dresses. Before long, the door opened. The secretary warmly smiled as Carrie shyly emerged from the room. “Mr. Hoffman, Ms. Salvador is ready.” Ryan lazily turned his head and observed Carrie approaching him hesitantly, elegantly dressed in a wine-red lace evening gown. Her eyes sparkled with innocence, subtly tinged with a hint of confusion. He was momentarily taken aback, and his gaze subtly deepened. In Ryan’s world of extravagance and debauchery, he had encountered a myriad of women, but never before had he beheld eyes so untainted. Ryan’s gaze appeared to linger for