Chapter 282

After Helen had settled Kate and Tracey, she finally returned to my hotel room and looked at me.

This hotel was arranged after Max arrived. The layout of the entire floor had a somewhat European flair to it, which Helen mentioned was because Max had specifically bought and remodeled it.

He must have visited this place countless times.

I stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at this country. A river divided

it into two parts: the bustling cityscape with its skyscrapers on the right, and the twinkling lights of the shantytowns on the left.

I tried calling Max several times, but none of my calls went through.

Helen urged me to trust Max, but I had seen Princess Harriet fling herself into Max's arms, as if they were long-time acquaintances.

And what about Lily? Was she alive or dead? I had no answers, and I felt powerless.

I gestured, indicating my desire for rest. Perhaps everything today was just too overwhelming for me to

go out tonight. Although Mr. Hilton bought these rooms,

sure if I truly

more Helen insisted, the more curious I became about the secrets these rooms might hold and what lay behind

out why you lost your voice," Helen murmured as she left. Only I understood that my silence was likely due to shock, and recovery depended on when I could mentally

departed, I ventured out of my room, exploring the hallway. Each door bore a plaque with names of herbs.

Chamomile, Peppermint, and \.ne

largest room was

Echinacea

swnovel.

the door to Echinacea suddenly swung open, and

was too startled to scream, but the earthy cologne scent on the person who grabbed me

The man held me, shivering violently, his

a word he

curtains, and as the moonlight streamed in, I glanced up and saw his face-pale, thin, yet

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