The Rose He Showed Off Is Putting Down Roots in a Garden of Her Own novel Chapter 280

The hotel's PA system clicked over to the emergency override. A front desk manager's voice echoed through the halls, strictly controlled and calm:

"Attention all guests. There is an active security incident within the hotel. Please return to your rooms immediately. Lock your doors, engage the deadbolts, and do not open the door for anyone. Do not leave your rooms. Do not linger in the hallways. Please await further instructions and keep your room phones accessible."

—

The city's Major Crimes unit arrived on the scene.

As a seasoned homicide detective, Milo Beck's eyes naturally swept the entire lobby the moment he walked in. Within seconds, he spotted a familiar face.

Disbelieving, he did a double-take. It really was Zane Whitaker.

Zane's dress shirt was completely soaked in blood.

Spotting Milo, Zane gave a curt nod.

Milo pointed at his own chest, raising an eyebrow in silent question.

Zane shook his head, signaling the blood wasn't his.

Milo gave a sharp nod of acknowledgment and kept walking toward the command post.

—

Back at the Blanchard estate, Bianca was lying in bed, tapping her foot impatiently.

"Hurry up."

"You take forever on the phone."

"Did you really think you were going to escape tonight?"

Tobias walked out of the bathroom, tossing his phone onto the nightstand.

"Talk a big game now," he warned. "Just don't beg for mercy later."

Bianca smirked, completely unfazed. "I'll beg if I want to. At least my mouth had fun."

Tobias pulled a condom from the bedside drawer and moved to climb onto the mattress.

"Did you wash your hands?"

"Yes." He pulled back the duvet.

"I saw you holding your phone just now."

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