40 minutes later, the car parked in the parking lot of Seashell Hotel.

Abel’s bodyguard opened the car door for Evelyn.

The chauffeur, who was also Abel’s bodyguard, escorted Evelyn toward the hotel lobby with another bodyguard.

“Has Mr. Abel arrived already?” Evelyn asked tremblingly.

“Yes.” The bodyguard replied coldly.

After entering the lobby, the bodyguard showed no signs of leading Evelyn into a private room.

Instead, the bodyguard led Evelyn through the lobby, walking deeper into the building.

The lighting grew dimmer as they walked further down.

Evelyn felt uneasy, so she asked, “Which room is Mr. Abel in?”

“Basement One.” The bodyguard answered with a stoic expression.

“Basement One?” Evelyn asked, “What a weird name for a private room. Are there private rooms at the basement level?”

The bodyguard regained his stoic expression, and he remained silent.

Evelyn did not ask any further.

would reveal anything,

to a staircase. They escorted Evelyn down the stairs, with one

wasn’t a place with private dining

walked into an area resembling

Evelyn’s heart started pounding.

didn’t want to keep going, but she knew there was no turning

away in panic, it would show that

to give

finally spoke up, stopping in front of

doesn’t seem right.” Evelyn asked, “Would Mr. Abel invite me for dinner in

bodyguard answered, “Mr. Abel is waiting inside. Please, come in, Ms.

The iron door opened

and she realized that

a table in the middle

steaming hot seafood was served on the table with red wine, filling

a white shirt. He leisurely poured

an alluring

“Mr. Abel?”

She was confused about why Abel treated her to

the

the room, asking, “Mr.

here, free from disturbances.” Abel smiled, “I

uneasy about what might happen

feel like he was hard to read.

“Do you need

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