Chapter 117

Usually, Hayden treats me pretty well, so I figured he wouldn't act any different with Demi, right?

I mulled it over for a bit before deciding to head to Hayden's room, waiting a good twenty minutes just to be safe. He'd told me to wait ten, probably because he needed to shower and change.

When he opened the door, I wasn't surprised to see his hair still damp and him dressed in loose clothes, hotel slippers on his feet.

"Come in," he said, as brief as ever.

I immediately noticed his laptop open on the desk. Skipping the small talk, I went straight for it. "What's the new issue?"

"It's in a document on the desktop. Open it and take a look," Hayden replied, just as the kettle clicked off.

I sat down and logged onto the desktop, expecting it to be all neat and organized, given his personality. But nope—it was a chaotic mess of documents and files.

Good thing I'm not squeamish about clutter, or I might've passed out right then.

Staring at the overwhelming sea of icons, I had no cho