Evelyn's face flushed as she read Chris' reply.
"Busy night? Your phone's blowing up," Sofia said, leaning over to peek at Evelyn's screen.
Evelyn quickly hid her phone, her heart racing. "Oh, it's nothing. Just Chris. He says he's there and is waiting for us at the hotel entrance."
Sofia waved her hand dismissively. "No need to wait. Tell him to go up. A man in his position attracts too much attention."
Evelyn nodded, seeing the sense in her mother's words. She texted Chris.
Evelyn: Don't come out. We don't want you getting photographed. Keep a low profile.
Chris replied with a simple "OK" and fell silent.
Sofia studied Evelyn's face, smiling. "You weren't this nervous when we visited the Melons. Are you worried I won't approve?"
"Nervous? Me?" Evelyn forced a laugh, trying to pla
