Soon, the once lively hotel lobby gradually fell into an uneasy silence.
"Hello, Miss Ashley… we meet again."
Gideon spoke in his usual calm and cold tone, his expression remaining unreadable. Yet the way he looked at Ashley carried a strangely meaningful depth beneath that indifferent face, as though only the two of them understood the hidden implication behind those simple words.
And unfortunately…
Ashley understood it perfectly.
The moment her eyes met his, the memory of what happened inside the ladies' room that day instantly resurfaced in her mind with terrifying clarity. She could almost feel the ghost of his warm lips lingering against hers once again, causing her heartbeat to falter uncontrollably for a split second.
Without realizing it, Ashley unconsciously held her breath.
Her fingers tightened slightly around the strap of her bag while she struggled to maintain the calm expression on her face, though inwardly, her thoughts had already turned into complete chaos.
