JAMES WANE THE SECRET BILLIONAIRE

Chapter 363

Chapter 363

Kai was still deep in thought when a loud knock rattled his hotel room door, jolting him out of his reverie. Instantly alert, he stood up, eyes narrowing as he moved cautiously toward the door.

"Who’s that?" he called out, his voice steady, not afraid—just prepared for whatever.

"It’s Mr. Wibblebottom, the manager," came a hoarse voice from the other side of the door.

Kai's brow raised in mild disbelief at the name. With a deep breath, he unlocked the door and pulled it open. Standing in front of him was a burly, short man with a round, protruding belly and a head nearly bald except for a few wispy tufts of hair.

The man wore a faded, ill-fitting suit with the buttons straining over his stomach, and he had a self-important expression on his face, as though he owned half the city.

Beside him stood a petite woman in a skimpy, low-cut dress that clung to her thin frame. Her dark, hollow eyes held a flicker of mischief, and she pursed her lips at Kai in a practiced pout.

Kai's