303 Darwin stepped into the opulent suite, his eyes immediately drawn to the expansive windows that offered a panoramic view of the city's glittering lights below. The room exuded luxury: plush furnishings in deep shades of burgundy and gold, a grand four-poster bed adorned with rich silk drapes, a
304 Before him stood the redheaded receptionist from earlier, her hand raised as if to knock again. She gasped in surprise but quickly composed herself, a flirtatious smile spreading across her lips. "My, you move quickly for such a big man!" Darwin exhaled in irritation, lowering the poker. "What
305 He had overheard earlier discussions about Isabella Summers, the renowned musician whose recent performance had captivated many. Seeing her manager's reaction now, he couldn't help but be intrigued by the level of devotion and meticulousness surrounding Isabella's public persona. As the woman
306 Darwin had noticed her in the poster earlier, but in person, she looked strikingly different from the image he had seen. It was quite a coincidence to encounter her at the hot spring. Had he known she would be there, he certainly wouldn't have jumped in like he did. "Ms. Isabella, I'm a huge a
307 The guards approached Darwin cautiously, eyeing him with suspicion. One of them, a burly man with a stern expression, spoke up, "Sir, you're trespassing on private property. Please explain yourself." Darwin, still flustered and embarrassed, managed to stammer, "I... I wasn't spying! I just...
308 Meanwhile, Isabella and Madam Owens hurried back to their villa, the incident still fresh and unsettling. Isabella seethed with indignation, her frustration palpable. "I can't believe that man! How dare he invade our privacy like that!" Her voice echoed with anger, the betrayal of trust gnawing
309 Glancing at Elliot, who stood by with a reassuring smile, Darwin decided to make his way to the Grand Pavilion on foot. "Thank you, Elliot. I'll make my own way there," Darwin asserted, his voice tinged with determination. Elliot looked slightly surprised. "Sir, the Grand Pavilion is a bit o
310 The guards exchanged triumphant looks, their satisfaction evident. "That's enough. Get lost before we decide to toss you out," one of them sneered, arms crossed defiantly. Darwin stood before them, seething with frustration. His hands clenched at his sides as he faced the smug blockade to Gran