Sophia didn’t expect to run into Melissa. She hadn’t found a hairdryer and was planning to step out to see if she could borrow one.

“I’ll stay here and take care of Mr. Brown,” Melissa said with a faint darkness flickering in her eyes.

Before she could say more, the sound of the door opening came from behind.

William stepped out, his gaze landing on Sophia, whose hair was damp. He frowned slightly.

“What’s this look ...