Chapter 300

Inside the presidential suite, Florence helped Dahlia onto the bed and took off the younger woman’s shoes. She then went to grab a basin of warm water to wipe Dahlia down.

“Mom, I feel horrible. I want some water.” Dahlia lay on the bed weakly, feeling parched.

“Water won’t work. I’ll get you some milk. Wait here.” Florence made up an excuse and quickly left the room, bumping into Luis straight away.

“How’s Dahlia doing. Mrs. Nicholson?”

“She’s fine. Nothing a night’s sleep won’t fix. Florence smiled.

“Where are you heading, Mrs. Nicholson?” Luis asked again.

Dahlia some milk to case her

milk nearby, so I’m afraid you’ll have to search further. You might have to

saw a grocery

you questioning me?” Luis‘ smile slowly disappeared, an animalistic, cruel expression taking

course not. Got it. I’ll come back later.” Florence

As soon as she was gone,

you get the milk so quickly, Mom?” Dahlia asked weakly from

mother isn’t coming back anytime soon, so

face tightened. “How did you get in? Where’s my

course,” Luis answered, beginning to take his

doing. Mr.

you think is supposed to happen when a man and a woman are left alone in a room?”

Langford. I’m not

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