Ander ran out of that place as fast as he could. His surprise was quite disturbing, and he wanted to get to the hotel as soon as possible to forget about the terrible night he had experienced.At the same time, Carson continued to follow Ámbar from a distance. He followed her into the hotel, but there he lost track of her.There were many hallways and staircases. Ámbar could have entered any room. The question was why she would want to enter a room that wasn't hers.Carson was about to give up when he noticed Ámbar's perfume lingering in the air. A faint fragrance could be sensed in the atmosphere. It was very subtle, but there was no doubt that it was the perfume he had gifted to his wife.Carson began to use his sense of smell as if he were a police dog tracking some kind of drug. In some hallways, the fragrance became very faint and difficult to track, so he had to guess the path his wife had taken.He continued like this until, for some strange reason, he arrived right at the room

Amber walked slowly down that long and extensive hallway that disappeared into the distance. It was a solitary and silent corridor. There was no one who could prevent her commitment to Carson that night. It was her duty as a wife to surrender to Carson without making any excuses.There was only one small problem. Her mind couldn't stop thinking about Curtis every second. That spontaneous kiss replayed itself over and over in front of her eyes as if it were a romantic movie.But often in life, all that remains is to sigh and move on."Come on, Amber. You have to forget about Curtis," said Amber, reprimanding herself for that attitude.Amber reached the door of the room she shared with her husband on this trip, and there she sighed deeply.She lifted her face and gathered the courage to open that door. She placed her hand on the handle and turned it slowly.The door opened, and the light from the hallway illuminated the inside of the room."Carson?" Amber swallowed that lump in her thro

The prince and Linder were thrown out of that bank as if they were just ordinary humans. Rick Carusi needed an explanation immediately. So he went to his father to demand the truth about what was happening.It took them a while to return to the palace because they were traveling by bus and covering their faces to avoid being recognized.Upon arriving, they found a huge paper stuck to the main entrance of the castle.It was an ultimatum threatening to expropriate the property if the owners did not pay soon.The prince took that paper and looked at it more closely while Linder looked at Rick in disbelief."It can't be. The bank manager was telling the truth," said Rick Carusi, totally surprised."What are you going to do now?" Linder asked."I need to confront my father," confessed Rick."Remember that your father is very ill," reminded Linder so that Rick would be careful."Don't worry. I just need to know what the hell is going on," said Prince Rick as he opened the palace door.Rick

"That means we'll discuss something serious," said Curtis, also wiping the smile off his face."Otherwise, I wouldn't have come in person," replied the expressionless prince.Curtis closed the mini-bar door very slowly and then crossed his arms over his chest."If you don't mind. I'd like to take a seat," he indicated."Of course... this way," Curtis pointed to his desk and walked over to sit down.The prince sat across from him, and everything was ready to start the conversation."The last time we met, I promised you that I would come soon to Stanton Manor to talk about my engagement to Miss Agatha," Rick Carusi crossed his legs to demonstrate that he was a cultured and stylish person."I remember perfectly. It's very hard to forget everything I went through that day at the art exhibition," joked Curtis as he smiled slightly.The prince interlocked his fingers and then leaned slightly forward to let Curtis know he was speaking very seriously."That day has come, Curtis. I'm here to t

"Is there something on my face?" asked the beautiful girl, gently touching her face.It was at that moment that Ander reacted and realized he had been mesmerized staring at the face of this stranger."No, no, you don't have anything," Ander quickly said, feeling very embarrassed."You're not from around here, are you? I've never seen you before," she said as she adjusted her merchandise."No, I'm not from here. In fact, I'm lost and I was wondering if you could help me with directions," confessed Ander, lost in the eyes of this lovely girl."Yes, of course. I can definitely help you," she responded as she stepped out of the small shop to face Ander while offering her assistance."I need to get to Stanton Mansion. Do you know which bus I can take, or which direction I should go?" asked Ander."Bus?" she asked and began to laugh."Why are you laughing?" Ander was confused. He didn't know what he had said wrong."The nearest bus would leave you two kilometers away. You would have to walk