Chapter 268 Identity Exposed

• Yael Booker found a room and settled Ford Bannister in. When he closed the door and left, he glanced again at the room number before heading downstairs to look for Reilly Schulze.
• The woman sat in a chair, legs crossed, a glass of red swirling in her hand. Her brows were cool, her gaze frosty, carrying a sharp, keep-away vibe. This place was all glitz and noise, yet she carved out a pocket of chill all by herself. Reilly Schulze sat at the center of it—untouchable, almost sacred.
• “What are you staring at?”