Talia.
Wayne stepped out of the bathroom, but he couldn't see anyone, maybe he was wrong, he thought to himself, suddenly he stepped on something.

He bent down to pick it up, it looked like a hair clip, there hadn't been a lady in his room except the maids, maybe it must have fallen off one of their hairs, Wayne thought to himself.

Linda ran to her room, she was terrified, Wayne probably wouldn't take it with him if he ever saw her.

"God! What am I going to do, how am I going to explain myself?" She mumbled as she paced, she couldn't think of an excuse to give if Wayne called for her.

She waited and waited, but no sign of her boss, maybe he hadn't seen her after all.

Wayne, on the other hand, changed into his white robe and poured himself a glass of champagne while jazz music played from his built-in speaker.

He lay in his bed, relaxed, thinking about all the money he had and how his life had changed from the worst to the best he could ever imagine, he was indeed grateful for everything
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