Love's Change of Heart

Chapter 393

The rain poured heavier gradually. Queenie read the online articles, which were getting on her nerves.

Once the car halted in front of the hotel, she hurriedly entered the building with an umbrella. She covered her face with it throughout the whole walk and did not even keep her umbrella in the elevator.

Standing before the room Elliot informed her of, she stretched out her arm to ring the doorbell.

Soon, the door swung open, revealing Elliot, whose lower body was covered with a towel. He teased upon seeing her. "Not bad, you're quick."

She looked at him coldly. "Just what do you want?"

He scanned her from head to toe. "Let's talk inside. It's no fun standing here."

It was not until she entered the room that she kept her umbrella. Elliot walked toward the wine rack while welcoming his guest. "Have a seat."

Queenie's gaze trailed along with him and she sat on the couch in the living room.

A while later, he came out with two glasses of red wine before placing one of them in front of her.

"Nevertheless, congratulations on your win," said Elliot as he raised her wine glass for her.

Frowning, she smothered the repulsiveness and hatred in her. She took the glass from his hand and took a small sip under his watchful eyes. He was content with her reaction as he stared at her.

She put down the glass. "Tell me how much you want. I'll get it for you."

"No, no, no." He polished off his drink before seating himself next to her. "If I wanted money, I wouldn't have come to you. Miss Kramer is rolling in cash! As for the reason why I called you, it is to talk about some personal matters between us.

Saying that, he placed his hand on her thigh.

to her feet. "Show

soon put on a serious face. "You came to my

out in her

knife with quivering hands. Even her voice was trembling uncontrollably. "G-Get away from me or

him. "Well, well, well. Seems like you're prepared.

knife away with ease before pinning her onto the couch aggressively. "If that's the

and so Queenie got up. After reaching for a cloth to cover herself,

her was Elliot, who narrowed his eyes while smoking. "Sue

evidence is here. All you have to

entirety of it. He exhaled a puff of smoke before adding, "I'm a coward too. If I'm under interrogation, I'd be super nervous that I'd tell them everything that happened between us. I don't mind, but it'll be such a shame for you. It hasn't been long since you won the competition and yet, you're going to

clothes. Just as she was going to leave, he piped up, "Relax. As long as you make sure that you're always one call away, I won't

stiff at that as her hands balled up into fists. Still, she could only rein back her anger and leave with his laughter

…

Queenie did not head to her contemporary place but

could not be discerned due to the

place. No matter how long she knocked onto the door, the only response

the neighbor. An old man in his sixties doddered out. It took him some time to recognize the person

turned her head as rage seeped into her voice. "Where

went to the hospital. He hasn't been back

"What about Ron?"

father to the hospital and didn't come back either."

The ire in her flared, prompting her to kick it against the wall and the pot

back upon hearing the clanging noise. "Tsk tsk." He then shook

a clue that led to his whereabouts. At