Ten seconds later,

A clear and soft voice sounded from the microphone next to the doorbell: "Hello?"

"Ahem~"

Abel adjusted his voice and pretended to be a waiter:

"Hello, madam. I am a waiter in the hotel. You have ordered room service. Could you please open the door?"

"Meal delivery service? I didn't order food. Did my dear order it?"

Jessica's doubtful voice came from the phone.

"That's not clear. I was just following orders to bring you meals." Abel continued to lower his voice and changed his voice.

"Okay. Just wait a minute, I'll open the door." Jessica said.

The microphone, which had a slightly electric sound, went silent.

After a few seconds,

The door to the suite was opened.

Jessica, who was wearing pajamas, saw Abel standing at the door at a glance.

"ah!"

Just as she screamed in surprise, Abel walked in without warning, pushed the door open and walked in.

After entering, he closed the door directly, then smiled and said to Jessica:

"Ma'am, I'm here to deliver your meal."

"Hahaha~"

Jessica's face turned red, she smiled and licked her lips charmingly.

"I want."

Her beautiful electric eyes stared directly at Abel.

Even as strong as Abel, he couldn't help but hiss coldly.

"hiss"

Jessica looked impatient and jumped up to entangle herself.

Executive Suite 9080 on the top floor of the Hilton Hotel in downtown San Francisco.

In the room, the temperature began to rise.

A night of silence.

The next day, Jessica Alba woke up hungry.

After waking up, Jessica, who was a little hypoglycemic, subconsciously touched her side.

As expected, he didn't touch his man.

Jessica Alba isn't surprised.

In fact, she is not the only one.

Every woman who spent the night with Abel would have a hard time finding him around the next morning.

This is not like someone pulling out the X and not recognizing the person, and just running away after having a good time.

It's his physique and his resilience that's so amazing.

He only needs to sleep for two or three hours to ensure his wakefulness, strength and energy for the day.

As a result, it is naturally difficult for female companions who often need to sleep until the afternoon or even evening to find him to sleep with.

Just like now, Jessica Alba doesn't wake up until five o'clock in the afternoon.

And Abel left the hotel in the morning.

Looking at the somewhat messy hotel bedroom, I regained my spirits a little.

Jessica Alba, who was hypoglycemic and very hungry, endured the pain all over her body, stood up and found a new set of clothes in her suitcase.

After changing her clothes, she took out her cell phone from the drawer and pressed a number.

The call was answered almost immediately, and a woman's voice rang out.

"Miss Jessica?"

"Mary. It's me. I'm awake. Call the hotel service to have someone come in and clean up. At the same time, prepare some food for me."

The call Jessica Alba made was from Mary, her own direct female bodyguard.

When going out, sometimes Mary will make a guest appearance as her highlight.

In the entertainment industry, Jessica also has another full-time professional Hollywood assistant.

However, it was not working time now, and she did not let the assistant be around.

For this kind of thing, I have no choice but to trouble Mary.

Soon, a few minutes later, Mary came in.

Following her in was the hotel staff who responded quickly.

As the hotel staff began to clean up the room, Mary looked at her protector.

This Hispanic female rock security staff member took a look at Jessica Alba today.

She unexpectedly discovered that Jessica hadn't even washed, dressed or put on makeup.

He looked a little haggard and his hair was very messy.

But like this, her whole body is extremely delicate and full of lazy beauty.

Every time the boss comes over, Miss Jessica is in such good condition afterwards.

Doesn't the boss have some magic power?

With this thought in mind, Mary quickly came to Jessica's side.

She heard Jessica ask: "When did sir leave in the morning?"

"At eight o'clock, the boss said he was going to CAA. He asked me to tell you that he might not be back at night."

Jessica Alba nodded, knowing that her boyfriend is now the chairman of CAA.

It's just that this CAA chairman was a bit irresponsible and was elected as chairman without being present.

He has never been to the company and handed over most of the rights of CAA to CEO Michael Ovitz.

"It would be better if he didn't come," Jessica Alba whispered with a mixture of love and fear.

Mary: “???”

Looking at Mary's puzzled expression, Jessica Alba smiled and said, "Okay. I need to eat something first, Mary. I'm starving after sleeping all day."

"Your food will be here soon." Mary said: "It's Chef Stephen Zhou from Gary Danko Restaurant, coming with two helpers to serve you. "

Jessica Alba nodded with satisfaction.

Gary Danko Restaurant is a Michelin-starred restaurant in San Francisco.

Stephen Zhou is the chef of this restaurant, a Chinese chef.

Jessica has the same American Express Centurion card as Anne.

As long as she is willing, she can have such a top chef come to the hotel in person to prepare food for her.

Of course, there are fees involved in this process.

It would be so expensive that with the income of many Hollywood actors, it would be a pain in the ass.

Not everyone can afford service fees that can easily cost tens of thousands of dollars, or even as high as one hundred thousand dollars.

What's more, if you want to enjoy this kind of service, you must have a black card from American Express.

This requirement alone is not so easy to satisfy.

Jessica Alba, who was still suffering from backache and leg numbness at this moment, suddenly seemed to feel less sore and numb.
Chapter completed!