Several front desk ladies of the hotel saw the man and instantly showed nymphomaniacal expressions.

"Mr. Graves is so hot!"

"If someone marries Mr. Graves, she'll be like rising to the top like a phoenix!"

"This man is so hot and rich. Heaven is so unfair!"

"I heard that he's still single!"

"No way, how could such a hot guy be single?"

...

At that moment...

Lindsay already reached the door of the presidential suite.

While she grasped the room card given by Eva, her heart was struggling.

Was she really going to marry Mr. Santos?

The thought of his bold head and obscene face alone made her sick.

But...

If she didn't marry Mr. Santos, who would help the Fowler family and Fowler Group?

And Stefan?

At that, she swiped the card to open the door and got in.

The moment when the room door was closed, the elevator door opened.

The hotel manager guided Francisco to get out of the elevator and flattered, "Mr. Graves, we've reserved a supreme presidential suite for you, this way please."

*

Inside the presidential suite...

Lindsay grasped her handbag and looked around vigilantly.

Huh?

No one was here?

Mr. Santos wasn't here yet?

At that moment, Lindsay wished the man would be too tied up to come.

But soon her thought was proved wrong.

A pair of greasy hands came out of nowhere and held her from behind, followed by a burst of lewd laughter, "Beauty, finally you're here. You have no idea how long I've been waiting."

"Mr. Santos!" Holding back the revulsion in her heart, Lindsay forced open his hands, turned around, and forced a smile, "Business first."

When she saw the man only wearing a pair of boxers and his greasy belly, she couldn't help but feel sick.

Disgusting!

"Beauty!" Mr. Santos stretched out his groping hand again, stared at her delicate face with a lewd expression, and smirked, "How about we do it on the bed?"

Barf!

Unable to stand it, Lindsay rushed to the bathroom and threw up.

Freaking disgusting!

She had never seen anyone so hideous!

While Lindsay was using the bathroom, Mr. Santos quickly poured two glasses of wine and dropped a pill in one of them. He picked the goblet up and shook it before the pill quickly dissolved in the wine.

"Sorry!"

Lindsay came out of the bathroom and gave a spurious smile, "My stomach is upset today!"

"No worries!" Mr. Santos smiled obscenely. Picking up a glass of wine, he handed it to Lindsay, "Beauty, why don't we have a glass of wine first? Then we'll talk. It's more romantic, isn't it?"

Lindsay took the wine, took a sip, and came straight to the point, "Mr. Santos, I can agree to marry you, but you should transfer 30 million yuan to Stefan's bank account first!"

As soon as she finished her request, she felt her entire body scalding.

"Will do!" Mr. Santos reached out his groping hand and grabbed her tender hand, "Serve me first. When I feel comfortable, we'll talk about it, eh?"

Lindsay bit her lower lip tightly to remain conscious and then smiled, "Okay!"

Then she added, "I want to take a bath first. Could you help me fill the bathtub?"