Chapter 399 Nice Figure
After nightfall, the hotel quieted down. Outside the window was an indescribably beautiful sea view, and in the suite were two women dressed oddly.
Amelia held back for a long time but finally broke down, laughing uncontrollably, "Hahaha! I can't take it anymore, you're going to kill me with laughter! A cleaner's outfit? How did you come up with that idea?"
Ashley had secretly found a light yellow cleaner's outfit and matching hat in the workroom, along with a white mask. Once she was fully dressed, even her own mother might not recognize her. "Stop laughing, be serious. I just didn't want to be recognized."
Amelia tried to hold back her laughter, "Okay, I'm holding it in."
"Give me the stuff."
Amelia, unable to move her foot, had to leave the dirty work to Ashley, "Be careful."
Ashley made an OK sign with her fingers, "Don't worry."
Ashley pushed the cleaning cart straight to the top floor, found Christian's room, and then casually swept the hallway with a broom while carefully observing the surroundings. After confirming the angle, she nailed a tiny camera to the side of a painting on the wall. It was almost impossible to notice without a close look.
Then Amelia's voice came through the Bluetooth earpiece, "Perfect, the picture is very clear."
Ashley coughed and whispered, "Amelia, this is my first time doing something like this. It's so thrilling, I'm a bit excited."
Amelia teased her, "The first time is always the hardest. Let me tell you, this trick is the most effective for catching cheaters."
The elevator door dinged, and Ashley quickly moved the cart to the safety passage and slipped inside.
Then she saw a woman in a trench coat, sunglasses, and a mask step out, wearing red high heels that revealed slender calves. Without seeing her face, it was clear she was a beauty, and the clothes under her trench coat were definitely very sexy.
Amelia's voice came through the earpiece, "Damn, what a surprise. The first one to show up is her."
Ashley couldn't speak, so she just listened.
Amelia explained, "She's the second female lead in our show, named Brynn Elise. She used to be a model and has been involved in many scandals since her debut. She loves to stir up drama. Recently, she was all over the news with the male lead of her last show. She's very scheming, the kind who seems gentle on the surface but is very promiscuous behind the scenes."
Brynn was an actress hovering between the B-list and C-list, desperately trying to break into the A-list. Christian's appearance undoubtedly provided her with an opportunity she had to seize.
Ashley smirked silently.
The entertainment industry is really messy.
Brynn knocked on Christian's door, then carefully looked around, afraid someone might come by.
Fortunately, there were only two rooms in the top-floor VIP suite, so there shouldn't be any residents coming and going.
Besides, people staying in hotels are strangers; no one would know her relationship with the guest inside.
Brynn waited for a while, but no one answered the door, so she knocked again.
If no one answered this time, she would have to call.
Today, she had told her agent about the situation, and her agent had encouraged her to "privately communicate" with Christian. Even if nothing happened, at least she could show her intentions. What if Christian wanted her someday?
In the past, when she approached directors and assistant directors, weren't they all ugly, greasy men?
But Christian was different!
He was a single, wealthy man. If she pleased him, she might have more opportunities and chances.
Thinking of her golden future, Brynn took out her phone.
"Mr. Young, it's me, Brynn. Are you asleep? ... I made some soup and brought you some. I'd like you to try it."
Ashley heard every word.
Amelia spat, "Disgusting, pretending to be virtuous with soup."
Ashley just smiled.
A moment later, the door opened.
Amelia cursed again, "Damn, shameless!"
In the video feed, Christian was wrapped in a towel, revealing his muscular upper body, with water droplets still dripping. His wet short hair clung to his forehead, looking particularly wild.
This look was practically an invitation.
Brynn said gently, "Mr. Young, were you taking a shower?"
Christian held a towel, casually wiping the water from his hair, "You can make soup?"
He didn't invite Brynn in, so she had to stand at the door and wait, "Yes, I often made soup for my parents. They loved it. Mr. Young, you should try it too. Can I serve you a bowl?"
This was her way of asking to come in.
Christian didn't refuse and turned to walk inside.
Brynn closed the door behind her, shutting out the light.
Ashley finally spoke, holding back her anger, "He really doesn't refuse anyone, willing to sleep with any woman."
Amelia said, "Calm down, calm down. How do you think top stars become famous?"
Ashley gagged, "Amelia, I have to praise you. You've stayed clean in the entertainment industry all these years, one of the few."
Amelia checked the time, "How long do you think she'll be in there?"
Ashley said, "Half an hour?"
"Is Christian's stamina that weak?" Amelia's voice was filled with laughter.
"Maybe too much sex has weakened his kidneys?"
"Hahahahaha!" Amelia was laughing her head off.
In the room.
Brynn took off her trench coat as soon as she entered, revealing a short camisole dress that barely covered the essentials.
She opened the thermos, twisted her waist, and moved closer to Christian, the thin straps slipping off her shoulders, revealing more, "Mr. Young..."
Christian threw away the towel, leaned against the sofa, lit a cigarette, and smoked nonchalantly, "Want to be the lead?"
No prelude, no embellishment, straight to the point.
Brynn smiled slightly, served a bowl of sea urchin and sea cucumber soup, and gently held it, using a small porcelain spoon to feed him, "Of course I want the lead, but only if Mr. Young is happy to give it to me."
Who didn't know the industry's rules?
No need to beat around the bush.
Since she was here, why not be direct?
Christian avoided the spoon and continued smoking, "You're not the only one who wants it. Tell me, why should I give it to you?"
He didn't drink the soup, and Brynn wasn't in a hurry.
With a flick of her finger, the thin dress naturally fell, revealing Brynn's well-maintained body, with a slim waist and faint abs, "How does Mr. Young want to verify if I'm capable?"
She wasn't wearing anything underneath, so with one move, everything was exposed.
Christian glanced at her, unimpressed, "Nice body."
Brynn kicked off her dress, her seductive steps making her hair sway, "Not just my body, everything else is nice too."
As she spoke, her fingers reached for Christian.
Christian frowned, grabbed her wrist, and threw her into the corner of the sofa.
Brynn, feeling humiliated, had a flash of resentment on her face, "Mr. Young, are you not satisfied?"
Christian flicked the ash from his cigarette, "Tell me, how did you know I was staying here?"
He hadn't informed anyone about this trip, and reporters wouldn't have found out so quickly.
Who leaked the information?
Brynn bit her lip, "I found out by chance..."
Christian stared coldly at her, "Tell the truth, or I'll throw you out right now. It's hot outside, perfect for wearing less."
Brynn was thoroughly scared now. Christian, when angry, would definitely do such a thing, "It was in our crew's group chat. Amelia posted it. She said she saw you enter this hotel and mentioned your room number..."
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