?Chapter 513:

    After giving the stained spot a brief look, William pressed his lips into a thin line. “There’s a restroom on the second floor. First door on the left. Head up there and get changed.”

    Ste met his gaze. “But I don’t have any spare clothes with me!”

    “I’ve got some new shirts upstairs. Just use one for now.”

    Dressed casually in jeans and a basic shirt, she figured wearing one of his button-ups wouldn’t look out of ce.

    Letting out a long sigh, she made her way to the upper floor. Nearby, the waitress continued to apologize to William, but he quickly dismissed her concerns.

    “It wasn’t your fault. You can get back to your duties.”

    Since Ste hadn’t told anyone she would be here, and barely anyone knew her at the event, it seemed unlikely anyone had set her up. It really just looked like an ident.

    The waitress let out a grateful breath, bowed politely to William, and hurried off.

    Upstairs, Ste noticed every door was locked except for William’s room. Apparently, he was the only one with a private restroom at the venue. That thought crossed her mind as she let herself inside, locking the door behind her before rummaging through his wardrobe for a clean shirt.

    William’s height meant his shirt draped loosely on Ste. Even though it was only a simple white button-up, the fit was oversized.

    She fumbled with the buttons, realizing men’s shirts fastened differently from women’s, and the top two felt snug. If she left one open, though, it felt too revealing. With a quiet sigh, she kept adjusting the fit until it felt right. Once she was satisfied, Ste stepped out of the room.

    Meanwhile, Marc was among the guests at the resort’s grand opening. After freshening up in the second-floor restroom, he nced down the hallway just in time to see a door swing open and Ste step out.

    Earlier, Marc had spoken with the owner, who mentioned that the room belonged to William alone.

    Now, seeing Ste emerge from that very room, tugging at an oversized white shirt, he couldn’t help but jump to conclusions.

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    Irritation red inside Marc. “Ste, do you really need status and money so badly? Can you seriously behave this shamelessly, no matter where you are?”

    Ste shot Marc a disgusted look as he suddenly appeared and grabbed her arm. She yanked herself free and snapped, “Watch your mouth.”

    Marc let out a coldugh. “Oh, you can do whatever shady stuff you want, but I can’t talk about it? Go on then—exin what you were doing in that room, and why you’re wearing a man’s shirt.”

    “Don’t project your filth onto everyone else!” Ste shot back. He had clearly lost it.

    That only made Marc angrier. “When did you turn into this kind of person? Today’s the big opening of the resort, and here you are doing something so indecent—and you’ve got the nerve to act like it’s nothing?”

    But before Marc could finish spewing nonsense, a fist cracked hard against his face.

    The blow sent him crashing to the floor.

    Ste froze, stunned to see William standing behind her, eyes icy cold. She nced at him, confused. “When did you get here?” She hadn’t heard a thing.

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