After taking a shower, she climbed into bed, took out her laptop, and looked up some information online. Right now, she truly had no idea how to clear her name.
As she was browsing the web, the doorbell suddenly rang. 'That's strange,' she thought. 'Didn't Aaron Axton already visit? Don't tell me Rosie came all the way here to keep me company?'
Confused as she was, she still climbed out of bed to open the door. The moment it swung open, she froze.
The man at the door probably hadn't had time to change clothes; he even had a suitcase with him. His cold, stern expression only softened slightly upon seeing her.
"Henry Lester?" Yara Quillan took a moment before finally speaking the name that was on the tip of her tongue.
A slight smile touched Henry Lester's lips. He reached out and ruffled Yara Quillan's hair. His tone was questioning, yet it didn't feel entirely like a question. "What are you doing staying in a hotel?"
