The men were around 40 years old, dressed in suits, carrying a certain chill in the air, and gave off an unmistakable intimidating presence. Barbara Sutton’s mind went blank for a few seconds, feeling like a little rabbit encountering a big bad wolf. The last man to enter closed the door and blocked the handle with his large frame, clearly not letting Barbara Sutton escape. In fact, Barbara Sutton was so scared she was stunned, her mind was slow to react, not even thinking of fleeing. At the same time, in the bar with deafening music. Monica Usher sat at the bar, with constantly changing neon lights covering her in a misty sense of sadness. Around her were handsome men and beautiful women dancing to the music, everyone was crazily shaking their young bodies, as if only this way could they pacify their restless hearts. Monica Usher didn’t drink much, she wasn’t out to get drunk, she simply didn’t want to be alone at home. Perhaps only here, she could temporarily erase Justin Kingston from her memory. While she was indulging in her downfall, the whole world was celebrating, this feeling was truly ironic. When she was lonely and depressed, Justin Kingston and Mia Lane were happily living under the same roof. When she was still reminiscing the past, no one stopped for her, not even sparing a glance back at her. This is the sadness of being unloved. Outside, the heavy rain continued, pouring harder and harder. A yellow warning was already issued, taxis had stopped operating, many shops and supermarkets had closed. Finn Morgan’s Maybach drove through the storm, following Hailey Hale’s instructions, after circling half the city, finally stopped in front of a villa, "Heh heh, we’re here." Finn Morgan really didn’t know what to say to her, it wasn’t even on the way! And she wouldn’t give a location, always saying almost there, almost there, left turn, right turn, straight ahead, afraid he’d leave her halfway. If she had given a location, he could have chosen the shortest route. "Thank you." Hailey Hale knew well, and felt quite embarrassed, "I’ll treat you to a meal next time." After saying this, she quickly unbuckled her seatbelt, opened the car door, and dashed into the rain towards the villa, shutting the car door behind her. Finn Morgan calmly turned the car around because the direction was wrong. Driving home in the rain, it would probably take forty minutes, but Finn Morgan’s mind had no complaints. As he adjusted the car’s direction, ready to step on the gas and drive away, the passenger-side door opened, and the rain-soaked girl slipped back into the car. Finn Morgan was startled yet again. Only to see Hailey Hale close the door, quickly grab some tissues, and start absorbing the rainwater from her clothes, "Sorry, I forgot to bring my keys and couldn’t open the door." She particularly cherished this garment, having spent nearly a million for the limited edition, reportedly not to be exposed to water. "..." Finn Morgan looked at her speechlessly. Read complete version only at n͟o͟v͟e͟l͟f͟i͟r͟e͟.net Soon, Hailey Hale finished half a pack of tissues, finally drying off the rainwater from her clothes, "Well... can you be a good person and take me to a hotel?" As she finished speaking, she glanced over at him. Finn Morgan met her gaze without saying a word because he didn’t know what to say. "Please." The girl looked at him pitifully. He turned back and started the car. After a while, Finn Morgan asked, "What hotels are around here, do you know the location?" He wasn’t familiar with the area. The rain was too heavy, even with wipers it wasn’t much use, Finn Morgan had to drive very, very slowly. At this point, there weren’t many cars on the road. Hailey Hale leaned forward, eyes wide! Trying hard to observe the road conditions up ahead, "Turn right, seems there’s a five-star hotel, called called what?" She thought for a moment, slapped her forehead, "Called Ramada!" Following her indication, the Maybach turned right, and Finn Morgan finally parked outside the reception lobby. Above was a gracefully designed eave, with some green vines hanging down, blocking the overwhelming rain. "Um..." The girl quickly turned her gaze, blurting out, "Can I use your ID to check in? Because I didn’t bring my ID." Finn Morgan shook his head speechlessly. "Please, pretty please, can’t you just be a good person?" She clapped her hands together and bowed to him. He said, "I didn’t bring my ID either." Four eyes met, creating a brief silence in the car.hut