—Bang!
Evelyn stormed out of the hotel room, face cold as ice.
There was a chill about her, like she was wrapped head to toe in "don't mess with me" energy.
Trailing behind her was Isabella, just as pissed. Her expression said she wasn't far from blowing up.
"Evelyn!"
Hot on their heels, Julian burst out of the room, his voice anxious.
Behind him, Jasmine leaned lazily against the doorframe, arms crossed. She watched Julian chase after Evelyn with a smirk tugging at her lips, pure mockery in her eyes.
Evelyn didn't even hesitate—his voice just made her walk faster.
Anyone looking at the scene could tell—she was seriously mad.
Julian hustled after her in big strides. "Evelyn! Hold on, let me explain!"
Seeing he was about to catch up, Isabella suddenly stopped
