As Oliver spoke, he couldn't help but glance around the room. "Or she did come with you? We should have a meal together sometime. I want to see the woman who captured your heart."
Ethan turned his head and glanced at him. "Did you come here just to pry into my personal life?"
Oliver said, "I'm just showing a little concern."
Ethan ignored him, moved over a bit, and his gaze fell on his phone on the coffee table.
The phone screen was still on, paused on the hotel lobby's surveillance video. The image of the young girl running towards the revolving door was frozen on the screen, with her bracelet slightly lifted as she moved.
Oliver noticed Ethan's gaze and instinctively looked at the phone. "Is this your wife?"
Ethan replied, "No."
"Then why are you spying on her?" Oliver said as he
