Holden scrutinized the man, noting his strong accent and the smoothness of his explanation.

Had he made a mistake by suspecting the man?

Still, he felt that there was something amiss about the man.

As he contemplated, Holden’s attention was drawn to the stroller the man had been pushing.

A soft whimper echoed from it.

He quickly lifted the cover of the stroller.

To his surprise, a small dog stared up at him.

The dog barked, tail wagging enthusiastically, looking adorable.

“It’s my dog, Chocolate,” the middle-aged man said.

“I always take him with me when I travel.”

He retrieved his phone, scrolling eagerly through photos that revealed Chocolate’s adventures in different places.

A wave of disappointment washed over Holden.

He had misjudged this man; he was just a traveler.

a knot

and still had

man asked tentatively, “If everything’s okay, can I leave with my

“Sure,” Holden replied, nodding.

Holden’s bodyguards reached the presidential suite on

laboratory, they quickly reported their alarming findings

A ‘s

Holden

was struck

toys lay

also several scarves

spine

the middle-aged man was identical to

abruptly and asked the manager for

“Mr.

manager said,

list quickly, his heart dropping when he realized

of anger coursed through

his bodyguards to track

out of the hotel, a thin smile flickered across his

had managed

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