No one believes that!
Gan Yuan’s heart was filled with secret disdain, but her face remained impassive.
"I wish you... a pleasant stay. I will arrange for a professional room attendant to assist you. If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave now."
There was a tinge of anger in his tone, he didn’t feeling.
Before, they used to share everything, talk about anything... Now, why had they suddenly become so estranged?
He had even considered having a proper conversation with her, about the previous assassination attempt, about how to deal with these issues...
Hearing the anger in his voice, Gan Yuan felt a sinking feeling in her heart, yet she didn’t know what to say.
She always thought she understood Moses, but lately... she had to admit that she was increasingly unable to grasp his thoughts.
Unable to fathom his thinking, all she could do was respond cautiously.
She nodded gently to him and turned to walk toward the door.
Watching her pull the door open, Moses opened his mouth to call her name, but the name got stuck in his throat.
At the door, Gan Yuan pulled it open, stepped outside, and through the crack of the door, she glimpsed at the lonely figure of the man in the living room. Her hand, closing the door, hesitated slightly, and she opened her mouth but couldn’t figure out where to start, so she quietly closed the door completely.
How had two people, once as close as siblings, ended up in this situation?
Could it really be her fault?
Gan Yuan had no answer.
She took the elevator downstairs, hurrying back to the Health Department to check if her previous instructions had been carried out. Exiting the elevator and heading toward the Health Department, she sensed something odd.
Turning down a corridor, she pretended to accidentally drop her documents and bent down to pick them up, catching a glimpse of a figure darting swiftly past and disappearing around the corner.
Was someone following her?
Picking up the documents from the ground, Gan Yuan continued forward.
Could it be... that the target of that night’s assassination wasn’t Gan Tang, but her?
After a day of preparations, the birthday party for Duke Locke took place in the hotel’s VIP hall as scheduled at dusk the next day.
As the evening lights were just beginning to glow, many guests had already arrived with presents in hand.
The news of Gan Yuan taking on the role of manager at the reopened Duke Hotel had spread throughout the Capital.
This hotel had always been renowned, but the previous rule that barred non-aristocrats from entering had excluded many social elites. Now that they were invited, everyone was eager to attend.
They came partly to congratulate the distinguished Duke and partly to see this legendary hotel, rumored to be as luxurious as the Royal Palace.
Such a social gathering was undoubtedly a great opportunity for the hotel to increase its fame, and of course, Gan Yuan made every effort, taking a personal hand in many aspects of the preparations.
Upon Qian Xueying’s insistent request, she also attended the banquet as the hostess.
Standing at the entrance, she greeted the guests with a graceful smile, fully utilizing her social skills.
Needless to say, the directors of the hotel were also invited. Abel arrived early that evening, handing his present to a staff member before sticking stubbornly by Gan Yuan’s side, under the pretense of helping to bolster the hotel’s image.
Gan Yuan knew he seemed flippant, but in truth, since learning about her relationship with Huangfu Jue, his teasing had lessened, and the look in his eyes had lost the previous flirtation.
Seizing a quiet moment, Abel awkwardly flaunted his newly acquired Chinese.