"Can I come in for a glass of water? I've been on a plane all day, and I came straight here to find you. I'm so thirsty."
"Wait here. I'll have the staff bring one to you."
His attitude made it clear—he had no intention of letting her inside.
Melissa's suspicions solidified: that b***h must be in Alexander's room right now.
"Are you really not going to let me in?"
"Not now"
"..."
His indifferent tone felt like a heavy blow to Melissa's heart. Her expression faltered for a moment, but she quickly masked it.
She wasn't naive enough to show her displeasure. Melissa was determined to maintain her perfect image in front of Alexander, no matter what.
"Then I'll wait to have water later!" she said with a forced smile, but her lips were stiff. Deep inside, her hatred for Phoebe grew stro
