Called Off the Wedding, Left Him Bankrupt novel Chapter 140

Dominic stepped out of the elevator a little after eight.

The receptionist at the front desk spotted him and instinctively glanced toward the waiting room.

She half-expected Cynthia to come barreling out after him, but to her surprise, everything inside was dead quiet.

As Dominic was about to leave, the receptionist hesitated, then called out softly, "Mr. Holloway?"

He paused.

"The young lady who came in this morning—Miss Tremaine—she's still in the lounge."

Something subtle flickered across Dominic's otherwise impassive face. He stopped and turned his gaze toward the reception hall.

From his vantage point, he could just make out Cynthia, her chin propped on the edge of the table, eyes tightly shut.

She was facing directly toward the elevator, making it painfully obvious she'd tried to keep watch and ended up dozing off.

The receptionist couldn't help but notice the brief, amused glint in Dominic's dark eyes. She let out a silent sigh of relief—her gamble had paid off.

She'd always suspected there was something different about the way Mr. Holloway treated Miss Tremaine.

As she watched him stride toward the lounge, she couldn't help but grin, barely suppressing her excitement. Tonight, she doubted she'd get any sleep; after all, with prospects this bright, who could close their eyes?

Dominic stopped in front of the table, towering over the woman fast asleep before him.

She must have been exhausted—so much so that even his presence right in front of her failed to register.

Her sleeping face wasn't exactly graceful, but she'd been blessed with good looks, and even now, there was an innocent, endearing quality to her.

A sharp, purposeful rap on the table jolted Cynthia awake.

She blinked up and was immediately greeted by the sight of a perfectly tailored black suit. Her heart skipped a beat. She tried to move, but her neck was stiff and uncooperative.

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