Chapter 334 Penelope Favored Mr. Murray

After seeking the consent of the experts, the director had the staff install a camera in the living room of the suite.

The activities of the guests in the living room were always recorded by a camera, but in their bedrooms, they had absolute privacy.

After entering the suite, Lola looked at the doors of the two adjacent bedrooms, feeling increasingly uncomfortable no matter how she looked at them.

The pain in her feet, which felt as if they were about to break, twisted her face into a grimace of hatred.

But, even if it was just in a suite, it was a rare good opportunity for her to get close to Zackary, and of course, she wouldn't miss it.

Seeing Zackary leaning against the living room sofa, staring blankly at the document in his hand, Lola didn't disturb him. She gritted her teeth and went into her room, intending to change into a pair of more comfortable shoes. Otherwise, if she continued to wear these high heels, her feet would be ruined!

"Ah ah ah!"

Zackary was about to sign the document when a chilling scream reached his ears.

Recognizing this as Lola's voice, he put down the documents in his hand and quickly rushed towards her room.

"Lola...."

Zackary pushed open the door, he had never imagined that Lola inside the room would be almost naked.

In his deep eyes, there was not the slightest ripple, as if, in front of him was not a beautiful woman, but merely a dead pig.

"Zackary!"

Adhering to the principle of "don't look if it's not polite", Zackary was about to leave when Lola threw herself into his arms. Her little face was covered in tear stains, looking as pitiful as one could possibly be.

If it had been Penelope holding him like this, even if she was fully covered, he would have wanted to do something. But being held by Lola like this, he felt nothing but irritation, with no room for any other emotions.

"Lola, let go!"

"Zackary, there was a cockroach in my room! I was so scared!"

Lola was huddled in Zackary's arms, looking terrified.

"Zackary, you know, I'm terrified of cockroaches, please, don't leave me here alone, okay?"

Zackary really couldn't bring himself to leave Lola alone in the room. Tonight, he had to share a room with her.

"Lola, you went to my room."

Lola was overjoyed, she had never imagined that he would take the initiative to invite her to his room.

"Alright, Zackary, I was on my way."

Lola shyly spoke up, they were alone in a room, he was not a eunuch, she didn't believe that he could resist her throughout the long night!

"Hmm." Zackary responded indifferently, then headed towards the living room.

On the coffee table in front of him, there was a large stack of files. He continued to sit on the sofa, calmly dealing with the accumulated files.

Lola really didn't want to get dressed, but after all, there was a camera in the living room, so she couldn't possibly go to the next room without any clothes on.

She thought Zackary was going to go back to the room with her, but to her surprise, he had no intention of going in at all.

Lola had waited in the room for a long time, but he still hadn't come in. She couldn't help but feel a bit anxious. She pushed open the door and spoke softly, "Zackary, it's getting late. You should come in and rest."

"I'll sleep in the living room," Zackary said calmly, twirling the pen in his hand without a sideways glance, showing no intention of further engaging with Lola.

Sleep in the living room?!

The smile on Lola's face was barely holding on.

He didn't sleep with her, how could she make him lose control?!

After all, Lola was Lola, she always managed to come up with the best solutions in the shortest amount of time.

Just as Zackary was about to switch to another document, Lola pushed the door open again. Her eyes were filled with crystal clear tears, looking helpless and pitiful.

"Zackary, the shadows of the trees outside are so scary! Every time I close my eyes, I think of many, many terrifying images, I can't sleep. Zackary, can you come in and keep me company, please?"

"Lola, I had someone come over to keep you company!"

Zackary put down the file in his hand and headed towards the outside of the suite.

Lola's eyes widened in surprise, he asked someone to come and accompany her?!

He was her fiancé! Wasn't he afraid that she would cheat on him?! Or, did he simply not care?

Zackary had just left the suite when he saw the director sitting on the sofa in the outer hall.

Upon seeing the big shot, Richard quickly stood up from the sofa, "Mr. Zackary, you..."

"Send someone to accompany Lola in the room! She was scared being alone!"

The director's heart gave a jolt, "What kind of divine operation is this, Mr. Zackary?!"

His fiancée was scared, shouldn't he have been holding her gently in his arms, comforting her with all kinds of tenderness? He should have put on a big action show, how could he let others embolden his fiancée?!

Could it be that Mr. Zackary truly loved Mr. Murray so unswervingly in this life that he didn't even want to touch a woman?!

Richard had countless questions in his heart, but the big shot was too intimidating, he didn't dare to ask. He could only nervously select a female staff member to accompany Lola in the suite.

Just as Richard wanted to ask Zackary if there was anything else he needed, he was horrified to discover that he was actually heading towards the suite of Everett and Penelope next door.

Thinking about it late at night, Mr. Zackary was going to barge in, forcibly take Mr. Murray, and even do some impure things, the director was completely upset.

Mr. Zackary could be pulled back, but the director didn't dare to do so. All he could do was to pray incessantly in his heart that Mr. Zackary wouldn't overpower Mr. Murray. If that happened, it would truly be chaos!

Recently, Penelope's body had been particularly prone to fatigue. In fact, she was already very tired after dancing with Everett.

However, the program team had stipulated that in order to allow the cameras in the living room to capture more footage, the guests were not allowed to return to their own bedrooms to rest before midnight.

Lola, as a top-tier celebrity, could afford to disregard the production team's rules and retire to her bedroom early. However, Penelope was a newcomer. Having taken so much money from the production team, she felt uneasy about not strictly adhering to the rules.

Everett was dealing with documents in the living room, while Penelope sat on the sofa, staring at him awkwardly. It was quite embarrassing.

She was just thinking about finding something to do when her phone, which she had casually tossed onto a nearby table, began to ring urgently.

Seeing that the call was from Bexley, she quickly answered it.

She accidentally turned on the speaker. As soon as she picked up the phone, Bexley's loud voice exploded like thunder in the living room.

"Penelope, did you go online?! The netizens have gone crazy! Everyone is desperately asking you to favor Mr. Murray! Now, both you and Mr. Murray are trending!"

"Penelope, actually, I also really want you to favor Mr. Murray. How about, tonight, you try your best to favor him?!"

Penelope had never imagined that her phone had mysteriously turned on the speaker, and Bexley had said such impure words. She was in a flurry to turn off the speaker, but the more anxious she was, the clearer Bexley's loud voice became.

"Penelope, I won't bother you anymore! Go favor Mr. Murray! Charge ahead!"

Penelope stiffly hung up the phone, thinking about Bexley's words, all heard by Everett, she was directly thrown into disarray.

She turned her face, just about to explain, when she met his burning gaze, "Penelope, do you wish to favor me?"