Becca could already imagine the outcome of tomorrow...
So, Becca had no choice left.
She didn't know why he wanted her to meet him at the HEDF Hotel, but certainly, his demands were inevitable.
The terrifying memories from the "Skytop" days before were still vividly in her mind; she didn't know what tricks he might have this time?
The HEDF Hotel was a half-hour taxi ride away from her hotel, and the fare alone had already consumed a third of her monthly salary.
HEDF was a business hotel, with guests dressed in suits and appearing sophisticated and elegant, making her look out of place in her affordable clothes amidst such a luxurious setting.
As soon as she stepped into the hotel, a waiter approached, "Are you Miss Quentin?"
She wasn't surprised that the waiter could recognize her; Becca nodded slightly. It was clear he had arranged this; he had foreseen her return!
"Please follow me."
