Chapter 128. Enough (4)

When she got out, she stood tired on the street without having any kind of destination in mind as confusion and pain creeped into her and all she wanted to do was vent but where and how would she do that?

Turning around, she couldn’t do d anybody in the street. It seemed like the area was a secluded spot of New York City and people hardly came there.

Do he had chosen of all spots to purchase a mansion because he had many skeletons in his closet?

The more she tried to clean her tears the more it came rolling more and more so she just kept moving until she found a very private hotel. When she looked up, she saw “Blue Hotels” written at the top of the building.

She then got in and branched at the receptionist spot.

“Hi!” she managed to say with her fingers up.

“Hello ma’am. Welcome to blues hotels! How may I help you?” the lady on duty asked her.

“I just want a room,” she told the receptionist.

“Sure ma’am. It’s 100 dollars for 24 hours.”