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.

her feet. "Show

a serious face. "You came to my room and you're

halfway through her words when the surroundings suddenly blurred out in her vision. Meanwhile, Elliot just sat there with a smile

with quivering hands. Even her

amused him instead of angering him. "Well, well, well. Seems like you're prepared. Didn't

it difficult to stand still on her feet. He snatched the knife away with ease before pinning her onto the couch aggressively. "If that's the case, don't you blame

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

narrowed his eyes while smoking. "Sue me if

that, he threw a phone in her direction. "The evidence is here. All you have to do is to

super nervous that I'd tell them everything that

her 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

up into fists. Still, she could only rein back her anger and leave with his laughter ringing behind

…

her contemporary place but to her real

the water-logged street could not be

trudged along the street until she arrived at the doorstep of her place. No matter how long she knocked onto the door, the only response

An old man in his sixties doddered out. It took him some time to recognize the person standing before him. "Oh, Queenie. Your father is

rage seeped into

so he went to

"What about Ron?"

took your father to the hospital and didn't come back

in her flared, prompting her to kick it against

old man next door looked back upon hearing the clanging noise. "Tsk tsk." He then shook his head and

that led to his whereabouts. At this point, Ron was the