CEO’s Surrender: With You, I Can Never Win

CEO’s Surrender With You I Can Never Win Chapter 87

This car belonged to Tina because Finley remembered and recognized her car license.

The Porsche was not far ahead.

Finley tailed that Porsche closely. Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

Over the past years, Tina had been leading a good life with the money earned by Dirk.

Finley suspected that Tina was go shopping again.

The Keith Group, owned by Dirk, made its name with the perfume formulas created by Finley’s mother.

In Finley’s eyes, Dirk was a scumbag, who cheated on his wife to please his ex-wife.

However, Tina and others had a different opinion about Dirk.

In their eyes, Dirk was a perfect husband.

Dirk brought his ex-wife home and doted on her after his wife had died.

Therefore, people considered him kind and affectionate.

The Porsche stopped in front of a hotel.

Tina got out of the car and handed the car key to the janitor. She straightened her sexy dress, put on her sunglasses, and walked into the hotel.

This was a famous five-star hotel.

The hotel was not far from the sea. Therefore, its clients could have a sunbath in the outdoor swimming pool behind the hotel or enjoy the seascapes through the French windows in the hotel rooms. It was a good hotel.

Why did Tina come to this hotel in the daytime?

Wasn’t the Keith’s villa big for her?

Finley wanted to tackle with Tina but got no good opportunity.

She parked her car and followed Tina into the hotel.

Tina didn’t check in. She got a room number from the receptionist and went upstairs.

Finley lagged behind. She wanted to book a suite next to Tina’s and asked for the price.

It would cost 100 thousand per night. Therefore, Finley had to give up.

It was not worthwhile to spend 100 thousand for Tina.

Finley sat on one sofa in the lobby downstairs, waiting with a magazine in her hands.

This was a suite on the 36th floor.

Tina took off her dress and threw herself into the arms of the young man on the bed.

The man on the bed had fair skin and a good figure. The man in a pair of shorts lifted the quilt, held Tina in his arms, and fell on the soft bed.

“I miss you so much, baby.”

“Me too. I would see you earlier if that old man didn’t stay at home for recovery.”

Tina hooked the man on the neck with her arms, and there was lust on her slightly slack face.

“Come on! Let’s talk later.” The man kissed Tina wildly.

The groan of pleasure echoed in the hotel room. It didn’t stop till one hour later.

Finley almost fell asleep for the long wait.

Finally, her target reappeared.

Tina, who came downstairs, had a ruddy complexion. She was wearing a swimming suit with a silk scarf over her shoulder.

There was a strong male arm around her waist. Tina and the man headed toward the swimming pool, chatting and laughing.

Finley became slack-jawed for the shock.