As soon as the taxi came to a halt, Estelle swiftly opened the door and stepped out. She said, “Just wait for me here. I’ll be back downstairs shortly after I grab my things.”

Victor remained silent but fixed his gaze on her with a distrustful expression.

“You can trust me. I won’t run away. The hotel only has one entrance,” Estelle reassured him.

Hearing this, Victor’s tension eased, and his stern expression softened. “Why would you think that? I’m just concerned for your ...