Chapter 422 Expressing Feelings, Even At The Cost Of One's Life

• Knock, knock, knock...
• As Lorelei Summerfield hung each piece of clothing from her suitcase into the wardrobe, the sound of someone knocking on her door echoed through the room.
• After a seven-hour flight and a visit to Angelo, Lorelei Summerfield had a few glasses of red wine during dinner. When she returned to her hotel room, she couldn't help but feel a bit tired. She had planned to tidy up her clothes and take a relaxing bath before getting a good night's sleep.