SEBASTIAN'S P O V

‘‘Mr. Kim, I want you to arrange a car to take me to the airport, right now!’’ I ordered the manager of the hotel as I stood at the entrance of the restaurant, unaware that Brylee was already standing next to me.

‘‘Arrange a car to the airport?’’ She inquired while frowning in apparent bewilderment. ‘‘You’re leaving without informing me…?’’

‘‘Yeah…’’ I nodded as I walked past her and stepped inside the restaurant. ...