Chapter 372
But this was the hotel’s layout Surrounded by greenery, the interior felt very solemn and had an eerie atmosphere.
Linda was an atheist, so she wasn’t afraid. But she still felt uneasy. She figured it was just a short walk to get some fresh air, and she’d have Samson get her later.
The oppressive atmosphere in the banquet hall was unbreakable, with people exchanging toast and flattering each other, all hoping to secure a business opportunity
someone
Even though she was used to it, it still made her uncomfortable.
It wasn’t the interactions with the woman that bothered her. She found the atmosphere and the effort people put into serving their families‘ interests unsettling
She walked slowly to the balcony, only to find herself suddenly suspended in the air. An odd smell filled her nose, and within a second, she lost consciousness. A man in a black suit picked her up, his eyes filled with greed.
“Linda, you didn’t expect this, did you? After all these years, you’ve finally ended up back in my hands.”
He carried Linda down another corridor.
Before the hotel officially opened, it had been used as an escape room. It had many secret passages that most staff were unaware of.
He had helped to design these escape rooms, so he knew every route and where it led.
Even if people found out about what he did today, he could quickly find another passage to get away, so he wasn’t worried
Initially, Kenny hadn’t planned to host his engagement dinner here. This place was too desolate for such a celebration.
But by threatening to expose Renny’s affair and the child he had outside of his relationship with Jennie, he managed to get him to agree to host the dinner at this venue. So, everything had its trace.
Linda felt like she was in a warm place but sensed a hint of coldness, as if in a surreal state.
The man’s greedy gaze lingered on her face. He used his hand, which was only left with four fingers, to trace her delicate skin. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.
“Linda, do I really disgust you this much?”
His voice carried a hint of laughter, yet it sent achill down one’s spine.
“Linda, if you had chosen me back then, wouldn’t things have been different? We could have been the happiest people in the world, and William wouldn’t have hurt you. Linda slowly opened her eyes as the man spoke. She found herself lying on a soft bed. Sitting beside her was a man with menacing scars all over his face.