Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love-Chapter 2321 - 27: Ms. Redington, I’ve Come to Bribe You

The hotel where the crew is staying is the most upscale in this part of the movie studio.

Because it’s located in the movie studio, in order to prevent paparazzi and fans from invading, you need to use the key card of the corresponding floor in the elevator to reach each floor.

The waiter, who was stopped by Leslie Howard, looked at the script in her hand and then at her conservative black overcoat. He heard Leslie Howard say she had arranged to meet with David Redington to discuss the script.

Seeing nothing amiss, he escorted Leslie Howard to the door of the Presidential Suite on the top floor.

"Ding-dong—Ding-dong—" The waiter, following hotel protocol, rang the doorbell for Leslie Howard.

However, after waiting for a while, there was no response from inside.

The waiter frowned slightly and turned his head to ask politely, "Lady, it seems the guest in the Presidential Suite is not here. Did you really arrange to meet at this time? Could it be you got the time wrong?"

’Of course, I didn’t have an appointment,’ Leslie Howard thought to herself.

But she wouldn’t say it outright.

She guessed David Redington was probably not back yet, and it seemed she had bad luck today, coming all this way for nothing.

Leslie Howard smiled slightly at the waiter, "I might have remembered wrong... I’ll come back later."

With that said, she prepared to leave with her script in hand.

Who knew a response would come from inside the Presidential Suite at this moment, "Who is it?"

From behind the door, David Redington’s deep, cold voice sounded.

The waiter quickly responded, "Hello Mr. Redington, I’m a hotel waiter. There’s a Miss Howard here who says she had an appointment to discuss the script with you. Is now convenient?"

The Presidential Suite in a top-notch hotel is not somewhere guests are allowed to be disturbed casually.

There’s nothing imprudent about the waiter asking this way.

But standing outside the door, Leslie Howard slightly raised her eyebrows.

If David Redington didn’t give her face and refused to see her, wouldn’t she lose a lot of face?

Should she pretend to have something urgent and leave first?

David Redington inside the Presidential Suite was silent for a few seconds, just as Leslie Howard was beginning to back out, he finally responded.

"Let her in."

The deep, cool voice, with a magnetic allure, sounded soothing in her ears.

Because someone’s baritone voice was so pleasant, Leslie Howard decided to overlook those hesitant few seconds of his.

The door was opened slightly from the inside by David Redington.

The waiter immediately stepped aside and gestured to Leslie Howard to enter.

"Miss Howard, please come in."

Leslie Howard gave a friendly smile to the polite waiter, and even pretended to flip through the script outside the door, taking a deep breath, putting on a pretense of nervousness as if meeting a senior producer in the industry, then she held the doorknob and entered.

Until Leslie Howard’s figure disappeared behind the door of the Presidential Suite, and the sound of the door closing firmly reached his ears.

The waiter standing outside the door finally snapped out of it.

Miss Howard is really pretty...

And very dedicated... The script had colorful marks and highlights, and before entering, she was even nervously taking deep breaths, like a student going to meet the director in the office.

The young, naive male waiter had no clue he had been tricked by Leslie Howard.

Even until he left the top floor, he was still admiring Leslie Howard’s diligence.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

After entering the Presidential Suite and heavily closing the door.

Leslie Howard saw David Redington emerge from the bath, wrapped only in a bathrobe, and smiled.

"What’s the reason for your visit now?" David Redington was blocking the door, clearly not intending to invite Leslie Howard in to sit down.

Even his expression was cold, with an obvious indifference in his deep blue eyes.

However, Leslie Howard was completely unfazed by his demeanor.

She pushed the cold man towards the left wall, and her entire soft body slipped into his embrace like a graceful snake.

"Ms. Redington, isn’t it obvious? I’ve come to bribe you..." Leslie Howard smiled, and David Redington’s cold eyes showed a momentary lapse of focus.

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