Right Person, Wrong Time

Feeling frustrated, Beryl returned to the hotel. This time, he had wasted his time; Chloe was unwilling to tell him anything. However, he acknowledged that he had been too reckless.

Beryl decided to learn from this lesson and prepare for his next move. Despite not achieving much, he had at least discovered that Chloe and Nicole's relationship was even better than he had imagined. If that were the case, Chloe must have a clear understanding of certain matters concerning Nicole.

"What's on your mind?"

As Beryl pondered his next move, a voice suddenly sounded beside him, startling him.

He turned to see Wendy sitting on the couch, and he instinctively patted his chest, feeling taken aback. "Why are you here? Isn't your brother at the hotel?"

Wendy rolled her eyes, her irritation evident. "Yeah, he's not here. I can't just go out though, so I came to you."

"Although your brother and I are good friends, you have to remember that we're of the opposite sex. It's not appropriate for you to just barge in like this."

Having recovered from the initial shock, Beryl sat down next to her and lectured the young lady earnestly. He wondered where Colton could be at this hour. Could he be with Nicole? That would make for an interesting spectacle, though unfortunately, he wouldn't be there to witness it. Instead, he had to deal with Wendy.

Noticing Beryl's unfriendly gaze, Wendy retorted, "What's with that look? Are you repulsed by me?"

Beryl nodded without hesitation, finally admitting his true feelings. This young lady was perceptive; he couldn't deny that.

If it weren't for her, he might have been able to enjoy the showdown between Colton and Nicole.

"Tsk, like I wanted to come. If my brother didn't insist on keeping me here, would I bother?" Wendy retorted unreservedly, lounging with crossed legs. She helped herself to some fruits brought by room service, displaying an air of ease.

Beryl didn't engage further; he silently looked out of the window, where the darkness prevailed.

He turned his head back, only to see Wendy looking dejected. It was the first time he had seen her in such a state. He pursed his lips, wanting to voice words of concern but hesitating in the end.

Considering Wendy's stubborn nature, she'd likely get angry if he asked. If she stormed off somewhere and something happened, he wouldn't know how to explain it to Colton when he returned.

Reluctantly, Beryl turned his head back to the window, focusing on the pitch-black view outside.

Wendy's mind was filled with scenes of Nicole and Colton's interactions, including their recent encounter at the club.