That Night My Boss Left Me With Our Three Babies

Their eyes met, and a chill ran through Emma’s heart.

As expected, that wretch was staying here too!

Olivia had no way to avoid her, so she calmly walked towards the elevator, pretending not to see her.

Emma saw through her intentions, gritted her teeth, and followed with large strides. “Miss Prescott, Mr. Ramos, what a coincidence! You’re staying here too?”

Olivia frowned slightly, not wanting to engage.

Beside her, Harold noticed Olivia’s thoughts and subtly positioned himself between the two women, separating Emma. He nodded distantly, “Miss Thornton, what a coincidence. You are…?”

Before he could finish, Emma interrupted with a smile, “This is quite the coincidence. Victor is also staying at this hotel. I was planning to surprise him! I just got his room key.”

As she spoke, Emma casually flashed the room key in front of them before quickly putting it away, her tone filled with pride. “The front desk must have seen the news about my engagement to Victor recently. They didn’t even ask and just handed me the key.”

The implication was clear: she was going to stay with Victor, and their engagement was well-known.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

As they spoke, the three of them entered the elevator one after another.

Emma reached out to press the floor button with a smile, but Harold had already pressed the button for the top floor.

Seeing this, Emma’s hand paused momentarily. Out of their sight, she bit her lip hard.

They were staying on the same floor as Victor? How could that be such a coincidence!

With only the three of them in the elevator, Olivia had no desire to engage with Emma, and Harold had nothing to say to her either.

Now that Emma had fallen silent, the atmosphere in the elevator became quite tense.

“By the way, I wonder what brings Miss Prescott and Mr. Ramos here?” Emma clenched her palm, suppressing her displeasure with a smiling face as she broke the silence.

She wanted to see who was following whom!

Though Emma was looking at Harold as she spoke, her peripheral vision remained fixed on Olivia’s face.

Olivia’s expression remained indifferent. It was unclear whether she hadn’t heard Emma’s words or simply didn’t care where she was staying.

“There was an academic conference yesterday. We came to attend it,” Harold replied succinctly.

Emma’s heart sank slightly.

If they indeed had legitimate business, then what about Victor?

Her suspicions from the morning grew stronger and stronger in her mind. Emma could barely contain her anger, and her smile became increasingly strained. “Really? Have you seen Victor these past couple of days? I wonder if he’s busy.”

Harold was about to respond when he noticed the woman beside him frown slightly and swallowed his words.

“Mr. Leer is so busy; how could we have a chance to meet him?” Olivia said coldly, curling her lips slightly.

The elevator doors opened, and Olivia walked out first without waiting for Emma’s reaction.

Emma followed behind her, her eyes darkening.

They had breakfast together in the morning, and now she claimed not to have seen him. Did they think she was a fool?

Following Olivia all the way to her room, Emma looked at the room number and then at her own key card. Her face turned ashen.

Their room numbers were separated by just one digit.

It was Victor’s room in between.

Even if she could convince herself that staying on the same floor was just a coincidence,

Now, that wretch and Victor were only separated by a wall!

Emma could no longer find any reason to convince herself otherwise!