A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love - Chapter 2224

Chapter 2224:

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Suddenly, he appeared sophisticated once more.

Seeing the blush on Elva’s face, Luis reached out to touch her.

It wasn’t just about desire, but affection.

Meanwhile, Samuel burst into tears again.

Feeling guilty, Luis lifted the little boy from his crib and comforted him tenderly before heading to prepare his milk.

Simultaneously, Elva got out of bed, barefoot, and made her way to the bathroom for a shower.

The rushing water drowned out the ringing of the phone, so she didn’t hear it.

It was from Hurst.

Thinking it might be important, Luis decided to answer the phone for Elva…

Luis picked up the phone.

It was a call to Elva’s private number—a number few people had, and most of them did know him as her husband—prompting Luis to introduce himself effortlessly.

“This is Luis.”

On the other end, Hurst was taken aback.

He hadn’t expected a man to answer.

Coming from humble beginnings, Hurst, though kept by a wealthy patron, was unfamiliar with Duefron’s elite circles.

He’d never encountered Luis before, a testament to the vast gap between their worlds of business and entertainment.

Hurst didn’t perceive Luis as someone with significant influence.

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To him, Luis appeared to be a nobody.

And so, Hurst had no fear of forcing himself on Luis’s wife.

Hurst spoke cautiously, his words tinged with implication.

“You must be Elva’s husband. I’m Hurst Reed, the lead actor in this current play we’re working on. Tonight, Elva and I are scheduled to go over the script together. I hope this doesn’t cause you any trouble. By the way, are you also staying at the hotel the crew booked for us?”

Meanwhile, Luis cast a quick glance toward the bathroom where Elva was still showering.

Holding his phone, he walked over to the window and loosened the top button of his shirt.

“Elva and I are staying at a different hotel, but I’ve got to say, I admire your work. Why don’t you join us? You can go over the script with her here. It’ll be easier.”

Hurst got the picture right away.

So Elva had told him about the drama on set, and Luis, being the reasonable man he was, seemed ready to accommodate Hurst’s request.

At that, Hurst couldn’t help but smirk with disdain.

Luis had to be a kept man, which was why he was so ready to sell Elva out for his own convenience.

Hiding his amusement, Hurst asked, “Which hotel are you at?”

Gazing out the window, Luis replied nonchalantly, “Presidential suite on the top floor of Silent Haven.”

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