Called Off the Wedding, Left Him Bankrupt novel Chapter 312

The hotel receptionist spotted Dominic striding through the lobby, carrying a woman in his arms. She hurried over to greet him.

“Good evening, Mr. Holloway.”

Dominic’s face was dark and unreadable; he barely glanced at her and kept walking.

She rushed ahead to press the elevator button for him.

When the elevator reached his floor, the floor manager was already waiting, ready to open the suite door. Once Dominic and Cynthia entered, the manager gently closed the door behind them.

Dominic laid Cynthia gently on the bed, then pulled out his phone and called the hotel manager.

“Send up a female attendant. Someone… with normal preferences.”

The manager hesitated, unsure what Dominic meant. “A female attendant with normal preferences?”

Dominic’s tone sharpened. “A woman who isn’t attracted to women.”

Understanding the impatience in Dominic’s voice, the manager quickly agreed. “Of course, Mr. Holloway. I’ll bring someone up right away.”

“Good.”

Dominic hung up, shot a glance at the woman lying on the bed, and stalked into the bathroom, his expression still thunderous.

It wasn’t long before the manager, accompanied by a young woman, hurried towards Dominic’s suite. The attendant behind him looked both eager and anxious, her eyes shining with anticipation.

Outside the suite, the manager paused and lowered his voice. “If you hit it big after tonight, don’t forget who gave you this chance.”

Mr. Holloway, summoning a woman to his room in the middle of the night? Any man knew exactly what that meant.

She’d always thought it odd that a man as wealthy and powerful as Dominic Holloway had never been linked to any scandals. Perhaps he’d just been very discreet.

Despite her initial reservations, the sound of running water from the bathroom reminded her of Dominic’s striking face and immense fortune. Her heart began to race with nervous excitement.

A few minutes later, Dominic emerged from the bathroom, a robe wrapped around him, towel in hand as he dried his hair. He stopped abruptly when he saw the attendant standing shyly by the bed, gazing at him with hopeful eyes. Dominic’s expression darkened.

“Take care of her,” he ordered coldly, nodding towards Cynthia. “Help her clean up and change her clothes.”

The attendant froze, thrown off by his words. This wasn’t what she’d expected at all.

Awkwardly, she shifted her gaze to Cynthia and only then noticed a set of women’s pajamas laid out by the bed. So Mr. Holloway wanted her to look after the woman lying there?

Her hopes crumbled.