This presidential suite had been booked by him for half a year; it was specifically for rest when he didn't have time to go home. In the past few months in Tsing City, he himself hadn't stayed often, but he had brought Daisy Ginger twice.
After taking a shower, he walked out wearing a bathrobe.
Daisy Ginger hadn't slept yet. When she saw him come out, her eyes seemed to brighten.
She stared at him without blinking.
Even with Edward Stephens' strong psychological resilience, being stared at by her made him feel a momentary chill.
He walked over and pushed Daisy Ginger aside. The king-sized bed had space enough for five people, more than enough for two.
The man turned off the light, pulled over the quilt, and closed his eyes to sleep.
He fell asleep without any thoughts, and since it was indeed very late and he was somewhat tired, he fell asleep easily once he laid down.
