Chapter 8 I Would Not Let the Company Fall!

Stefan immediately saw through Lindsay's lie, and his dashing face turned sullen, "Linzi, it's a lie, right? You didn't run into a female classmate at all!"

"Stefan, I'm telling the truth!" She was not a good liar. The flicker in her eyes betrayed her.

"Linzi, did Eva compel you again?" Stefan immediately grabbed her hand and frowned.

Disguising her emotions, she put on an easy smile, "Stefan, you think too much. Eva didn't force me to do anything, I promise!"

"Linzi!" Stefan looked at the feigned tenacity on her face and felt distressed, "Remember, whatever Eva asks, don't agree! I won't let Fowler Group fall, just trust me, okay? As I said, I'll protect you across my lifetime! I'll honor my promise!"

Lindsay felt guiltier to hear that. Fighting back the tears that were welling up in her eyes, she smiled at her brother, "Stefan, I trust you! Now promise me that you'll get better!"

"Linzi, actually I..."

His gaze at Lindsay became ardent, and he wanted to say something, but she suddenly got up and drew back her hand, "Stefan, I'm a bit sleepy and should hit the sack!"

Stefan opened his mouth, nodded his head, and just said, "Good night!"

As soon as Lindsay got out of the room and closed the door, another fit of violent cough came out.

Her heart was burning with anxiety.

Stefan!

Rest assured!

I would not let Fowler Group fall!

*

The following day...

In the evening...

Lindsay put on a sexy low-cut dress, wore exquisite makeup, and hailed a taxi to the Dragon City Hotel.

She knew that this trip would mean complete degradation. She would not have the nerve to face Francisco and Stefan again.

But she didn't have a choice!

She was at the end of her rope!

Making 30 million yuan in three days? She couldn't figure out another way to make fast money except selling her chastity.

"Miss, this is the place!" The taxi driver reminded her.

Lindsay snapped out of the daze and asked, "How much, sir?"

The driver shot a meaningful glance at her, "30 yuan!"

Lindsay took out 30 yuan from her handbag, opened the car door, and walked into the hotel with ease under the gaze of the driver.

She knew that the taxi driver must regard her as a prostitute trading in this hotel.

Truth was that she was no different from a prostitute today!

Lindsay entered the hotel, headed straight to the elevator, and pressed the button to the eighth floor.

As the elevator ascended, her heart was sinking.

In the meanwhile...

Outside the Dragon City Hotel...

A luxurious Rolls Royce pulled over by the road.

It immediately caught a lot of attention.

The hotel manager came up to greet in person and respectfully opened the door. Bowing and scraping, he welcomed the man, "Mr. Graves, this way please!"

Silently, Francisco bent down, got off the car, and strode into the hotel gracefully.

At the same time, several men in black followed him respectfully like the escort of a king.