Chapter: 2016

The black Rolls-Royce glided smoothly along the road.

Alberto rolled down the window, allowing the wind to rush in.

With his eyes closed, he settled in for a nap. Meanwhile, Allen couldn't shake the memory of the woman he had seen in the hotel garden earlier. He stole a glance at Alberto's profile, his Lips pursed with hesitation.

Allen's intent gaze was impossible to ignore, even if Alberto wished otherwise.

Alberto met Allen's gaze head-on, inquiring, “What's on your mind?"