Chapter 839

Bonian stayed asleep, and Jayde let him be.

By dusk, they landed in Bincheng—too late for meetings. They checked into the hotel. Her room was beside his; the assistant’s was down the hall.

Jayde showered, only to have the water cut off halfway.
“Even fancy hotels?” she grumbled, drying off.

Worse, her suitcase was with the assistant—and his phone was dead.

She hesitated, then called Bonian.
“I forgot my suitcase.”

“I grabbed it,” he said. “Open up.”