The screen began to show images.

The slightly swaying video revealed a slender figure entering through the door, and the suite's bright lights clearly illuminated her face. It was Zoe.

Zoe felt a chill throughout her body.

Mason lightly pinched her chin. "Afraid to look?"

Then he sneered. "Haven't you always insisted that you pushed open the door to room 6201? Well, watch until the end, and see clearly whether you went to 6201 or 6202."

In the footage, Zoe walked toward a luxurious white bed.

Mason had a drink and was peacefully resting. The alcohol was strong, and besides the hangover, there was a hint of something else that made him eager to find release with a woman.

Yet, he had always maintained a clean image, never engaging in any affairs despite his long business career.

Mason's fair Adam's apple moved slightly.

Suddenly, a pair of soft hands gently touched his face, bringing a refreshing sensation. Mason opened his bloodshot eyes.

The girl's face was slightly flushed.