Chapter 19

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As I walked down the corridor, my nerves were on edge; I kept looking behind me. The hotel was eerily quiet; I hadn’t seen a single staff member. The silence was… unnerving.

she

Seeing no one following, I relaxed slightly. Perhaps I was overreacting. If Seraphine had intended to set me up, would have done so already. She didn’t want to give me the money, but she knew what was more important to the Shaws. She wasn’t that stupid.

The lobby was just ahead. I checked the time:7:40 pm. Time to contact Gary. I texted him: I’m here…

Before I could finish it, a woman in a black uniform suddenly appeared around the corner, bumping into me. She apologized profusely. “I’m really sorry.”

She offered to help me up.

“It’s fine, I’m okay…” The next second, a sharp, icy pain shot through my neck. My heart plummeted; I tried to push her away, but dizziness overwhelmed me. A sinister smile played on her lips. She held me tighter.“Are you alright, ma’am? Which room are you in? That way? Okay, I’ll take you there.” After this self–dialogue, she forcibly led me down a quieter corridor.

“Help…” Panic overwhelmed me; my strength rapidly drained; I couldn’t even scream. Everything around me became distant and hazy; my soul seemed to fall into a deep pit…

Someone, please help me….

I remembered the phone I’d slipped into my pocket after the collision; the unfinished message remained. Using all my strength, I reached into my pocket, slowly and carefully moved my fingers. I typed by feel, then pressed send.

Evan was having a break in the hotel courtyard, slightly tipsy from the wine. The night breeze ruffled his hair.

Seeing it was from

“Sir.”

Evan responded calmly, opening

that she was here,

then read the message: I’m here.

As he pondered, a cold glint flashed his eyes.

Evan silenced him. Confused,

screen was dim; muffled footsteps, the sound of shoes scraping the floor,

The strained voice soon became

to her! Evan hung up.“Ask the hotel if Olivia

did what he

a while, he reported to Evan, “Reception says a beautiful woman checked in around 7 PM, saying she had a meeting; she left a suit. Based on the description, it was probably Ms.

bed. Several men, clad only in towels, stood around me,

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but fell back onto the bed. Watching them getting closer, I could only shrink

“What a beauty.”

figure… she is

to… well, you know… abuse her. I even feel sorry for her.”

to imprint my fingerprint. Her husband doesn’t want to pay the divorce settlement. He said… you could do whatever you want with her…

It was… Julian? No, no

it up, dialing Julian’s number. I needed to ask

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