Jane stands there, staring at the closed door, in shock.
“Ok, let us get you home,” Corentin says, putting his hands on Jane’s shoulders and turning her around.
Carentin takes out his phone, “please pick us up, I am sending you, my location.”
“You know what dad said about using the staff,” Corentin warns.
“She is in shock, and we cannot possibly get her back to the hotel in this state,” Carentin says.
It does not take long for their usual driver to arrive, “I just came to check if you guys are ok. We are all under strict orders not to drive or serve you.”
“At least take the girl back to the Forum Hotel and to her room,” Corentin says, coaching Jane into the car.
“Who is she and what is wrong with her?” the driver looks at Jane.
“She started yesterday at the Forum, but she just fou
