Tyler's mood was thoroughly ruined as he scrolled through the article. He abruptly turned around and walked back into the hotel room, ignoring the girl that had been plastered against his back just a few seconds before. He called his assistant to pick him up from the hotel before going to the shower.
The girl was confused, she was still not aware of what had just happened. He was fine a few minutes ago and now he looked angry. His facial expression had made it so it was difficult for her to even ask about what had happened.
As she thought about it she got even more annoyed, but at the same time, she felt helpless because she was not in the position to question him. She sat on one of the posh chairs in the hotel room and poured herself a glass of wine. She had not dressed up yet and had only covered herself with one of the bedsheets.
