Winning Her Heart Back



Time to Meet

Wesley disliked hearing 'thank you' or 'sorry' from Emelie. It felt distant and unnecessary given their close relationship.

His expression faltered, but Emelie didn't notice. He didn't say anything about it either.

After she finished the hot chocolate, he took the empty cup and went to the kitchen. He placed it in the dishwasher, and he watched as the machine cleaned it.

He thought to himself that perhaps it was time for him to meet William.

The next day, Emelie woke up around noon.

She turned off the humidifier by her bedside, which she had filled with sleep-inducing essential oils. She had trouble falling asleep the night before, so she turned on the humidifier and ended up sleeping in.

She ruffled her hair, got out of bed, and went downstairs.

She saw Jodie waiting for her in the living room, having already returned from her task.

When Jodie saw her, she stood up and greeted her. "Good morning."

"Good morning. Thanks for your hard work last night." Emelie grabbed two glasses, filled them with warm water, and handed one to Jodie. "So, how did it go?"

Jodie accepted the glass with both hands and began to report. "We didn't find anything." Emelie frowned slightly and motioned for her to sit down. "What happened?"

Jodie began to explain in detail. "Marcel and I posed as a tourist couple and went straight to the front desk to check-in.

"The receptionist asked how we found their hotel, noting that they don't advertise online and that there are plenty of well-known hot spring hotels in the area. They thought it was strange we chose theirs.

"We explained that we're spontaneous travelers and that we rarely plan our trips ahead of time. We just go wherever the road takes us, so we hadn't booked a hotel in advance and just randomly picked theirs. We said if they were fully booked, we could go somewhere else."

Emelie smiled. "Smart move. What happened next?"

Jodie continued explaining, "The receptionist asked for approval from someone higher up, and after getting it, they gave us a room."

Emelie grinned. "They probably thought that turning you away would raise suspicion and create unnecessary complications. What happened next?"

Jodie said, "Then a staff member took us to a room on the sixth floor and informed us thatThis is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

they offer complimentary full-body massages and foot spas. These services are provided by individuals who are deaf and mute.

"When we inquired about that, they explained that the owner is a philanthropist dedicated to supporting society by creating job opportunities for people with disabilities."

Emelie sipped her water, pondering about the disabled people.

"We also noticed there were no surveillance cameras in the hallways, not openly, at least. We couldn't tell if there were any hidden ones. The room itself didn't have any bugs or listening devices," Jodie said.

Emelie shook her head. "There probably aren't any hidden cameras either. He knows that important people are most afraid of surveillance evidence. He wouldn't cross that line."

Jodie nodded. "Afterward, we tried out the blind massage and the foot bath from the deaf- mute staff. We didn't find anything unusual."

"Nothing at all?" Emelie repeated.

"Yes, nothing at all. It really just seemed like an ordinary hot spring hotel." Given how sharp Jodie was, this meant there was indeed nothing out of the ordinary.

However, that didn't seem right. There had to be something. This hot spring hotel was owned by Beathan and was a favored meeting place for many high-profile individuals.

A few days ago, Emelie's intelligence network had stumbled upon a lead, and she was convinced there was something off about this hotel.

She had the team dig deeper, and the files Jodie delivered last night were the results of that investigation. Jodie and Marcel had also personally gone to the hotel to check it out.

However, neither the intelligence network nor Jodie's on-site investigation had discovered anything useful.

The more something was concealed, the more it suggested that there was a secret hidden within.

Jodie added, "Around 2:00 am, we left our room to look around. However, after a short time, a staff member stopped us, asking where we were headed. We said we couldn't sleep and wanted to see if there was anywhere to lounge downstairs.

"The staff member informed us that the hotel doesn't operate at night and suggested we call room service if we needed anything. We didn't want to raise their suspicions, so we stopped exploring."

Emelie pondered for a moment. "What's your take on this?"

Jodie replied, "Even though there were no cameras, it was clear we were being watched. The moment we left our room, we were intercepted. We likely didn't blow our cover, but given how cautious and perceptive they are, they'll definitely be on guard now.

"It's best not to make any more moves for the time being. We should wait until they've let

their guard down before investigating further."

Emelie nodded. "Agreed. Beathan can't leave Capebatt City right now, so we'll wait. Maybe he'll visit the hotel himself. I have a feeling that the hotel is the key to taking him down."

With that, the conversation came to an end.

Emelie invited Jodie to join her for breakfast, but Jodie declined politely.

Emelie didn't insist, but she couldn't shake the feeling that the house was unusually quiet. Something was missing.

She looked around and asked, "By the way, where's Mr. Cronus?"

Why hadn't she seen Wesley?

Jodie answered, "Mr. Graham went to inspect the Xanther Group." Emelie was taken aback. "Why wasn't I informed about this?"