Chapter 161

A sharp gasp rippled through the lobby, then silence fell like a heavy curtain.
Everyone’s eyes swung to the man who had just appeared.
He was the kind of stunningly handsome that made you doubt he was real-like God had sculpted him by hand and then set him loose among mortals. His presence was so commanding, so intense, that people seemed to hold their breath just standing near him. There was an air of authority and mystery that radiated from him, making the women in the lobby flush and fidget, hearts skipping wildly as they stared in awe.
None of them had ever seen a man so dazzling, so untouchable.
Trailing behind him were several bodyguards, sharp-eyed and immaculately dressed. The man himself wore a look of icy indifference, his gaze dropping coolly to the figure blocking his path-Penelope.
Penelope froze for barely a moment before her eyes turned red, tears threatening to spill as she gazed up at him with an air of helplessness, playing the part of the wronged damsel perfectly.
“Mr. Harrison Lancaster
People snapped out of their stupor. “That’s the big shot Penelope was talking about, isn’t it?”
“Just look at him. That aura-definitely someone you don’t want to mess with. Didn’t Penelope say she had a close relationship with him?”
“Then Anastasia’s in trouble. She picked the worst moment to cross Penelope, with her ‘protector’ right here
A wave of furtive glances shifted over to Anastasia.
Anastasia blinked. Huh?
She’d been shocked and secretly delighted to see her husband suddenly appear, almost running to him on instinct. But overhearing the whispers, she stopped in her tracks, a string of question marks practically hovering over her head.
Penelope and her husband were close?
Since when?
“Mr. Harrison Lancaster, I fell on my own. Please, don’t blame Anastasia Penelope pleaded, her voice trembling with just the right touch of vulnerability.
Anastasia closed her eyes, took a steadying breath, and placed a hand over her chest to keep from laughing-or retching.
Just like her mother. Unbelievable.
To everyone else, Penelope looked heartbreakingly fragile-if it weren’t for Harrison’s intimidating presence, half the men in the lobby would have rushed over to help her up.
Maggie, Sandra, and the others remembered Penelope’s earlier boasts about her ‘special connection’ with this powerful man. They were convinced he’d rush to comfort her, maybe even put Anastasia in her place.
But under everyone’s watchful gaze, Harrison didn’t so much as flinch. He cast a cold glance down at the girl on the floor and spoke.
“Logan.”
“Yes, Mr. Lancaster.”
“Throw her out.”
“Yes, sir.”
A stunned silence swept the room.
Penelope’s eyes went wide in disbelief. “Mr. Lancaster?!”
She reached for his leg, desperate, but before she could even touch him, a bodyguard seized her and, without a hint of hesitation, carried her out and tossed her onto the pavement outside.
The lobby was stone-silent. Both classes of students gaped in utter shock.
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Wasn’t Penelope supposed to be on good terms with the big boss?
In the hush that followed, Anastasia couldn’t hold it in-she burst out laughing.
Instantly, every eye in the room turned to her.
She was in high spirits, practically skipping as she ran to Harrison. “Hon—”
“Are you the owner of this hotel?” Harrison cut her off, his voice cool and measured.
Anastasia stopped short, momentarily thrown. It took her a second to realize: Harrison didn’t want anyone to know about their relationship.
Her smile slipped, a little pout forming on her lips. Did it really matter what people thought? She didn’t care about gossip.
She opened her mouth, ready to call him “Hubby,” but just as the word reached
her throat, she met his steady, commanding gaze-a look that brooked absolutely no argument.