Chapter 812

Byron was hot under the collar.

If he hadn't come here to find Victor unexpectedly, none of this would have happened.

Irina finished her shower and looked at the front desk pleadingly, "Miss, I think I caught the flu."

Her voice was gentle. Even the lady at the front desk would melt at the sound of it.

Byron and Markus, who were deep in their argument, were stunned by her voice.

They glared fiercely at Irina's back. Victor kept such an adaptable and unpredictable woman around him.

The receptionist smiled and poured her a glass of warm water. She said, "There is a sofa in the break room. Why don't you stay there tonight, Ms. Mitchell?"

"Can I?"

Of course, you can. Mandy, please bring Ms. Mitchell to the break room."

"Okay!"

The other female receptionist got up quickly. She was thoughtful enough to bring a blanket with her. "After you."

"Thank you, miss," Irina said sweetly.

She had easily secured a place to stay when there were no rooms available.

The men were left dumbfou