Cecilia's pov
As I walked through the winding corridors of Amanson Hotel, my nerves were shot. I kept glancing back, listening for footsteps.
The hotel was eerily quiet. I hadn't run into a single staff member since leaving Dora, and the silence made my heart race uncomfortably.
After walking for a while with no sign of anyone following me, I allowed myself to chill out slightly.
Maybe I was just being paranoid. If Dora had wanted to use dirty tactics against me, she would have done so long ago—not when I was voluntarily walking away from her son. Sure, she was pissed about the settlement money, but to the Green family, fifty million was chump change.
Dora wasn't stupid enough to pull something now.
The main lobby was just around the corner ahead. I pulled out my phone to check the t
