A fragrant aroma wafted through the dimly lit room. Simon immediately noticed what was different about the room when he walked in, and he frowned slightly as he switched on the lights.
A sharp look appeared in his eyes when he saw the familiar-looking figure lying in bed, but the expression on his face remained unreadable.
He hurriedly pursed his lips together and held his breath.
Living full-time with the York family meant he always had to be on his guard, and it was the same now that he had stepped into this small trap.
A sleazy look appeared in Simon’s eyes as he smirked. Things were getting interesting. He had not expected to end up as their target.
However, the look in his eyes changed once again as he looked at the person lying in bed.
Tough luck for her!
“Mr. Hoffman, she’s gone!”
Ronald had noticed what was going on in Noelle’s room almost immediately.
He had overheard every bit of Winter’s conversation with Simon and realized the severity of the situation. “Madam has not been seen since she went to the bathroom!”
Frowning, Charles gave Ronald a stern look. “Didn’t your men bother tailing them?”
“Yes, they did, and they were on high alert, but…”
“Seal the hotel entrances immediately. No one is allowed to leave or enter the premises!” Charles said as he got to his feet, startling Rowena so badly that she hurriedly stopped eating and put down her cutlery. “Didn’t you say your men were keeping a watch on Noelle? Why is she—”
“Now’s not the time to be discussing such things,” Charles interrupted Rowena coolly. “Ronald, get one of your men to escort Ms. Smith home.”
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