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.

alongside that disappointment, a knot of

had searched everywhere for Moss and still had no idea where

the middle-aged man asked tentatively, “If everything’s okay, can I leave with

“Sure,” Holden replied, nodding.

Holden’s bodyguards reached the presidential suite on the

discovered it had been converted into a laboratory, they quickly reported their alarming

N G E L A ‘s L I

Holden

he was struck by

lay scattered among laboratory

were also several scarves and outfits in

Holden’s spine as he

the middle-aged man was

the manager for the guest

“Mr.

manager

heart dropping when he realized

coursed through him-he

his bodyguards to track down

middle-aged man stepped out of the

thought he had managed to shake Holden’s

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