Chapter 103 – Sebastian Miller

• I hear a knock on my hotel room door at precisely seven o'clock. I give my reflection one last look, and I am pleased with what I see. My makeup is flawless, and my beautiful blonde hair is put up with a few curls along my face. My hair looks great in contrast to the blazing red lipstick. I go to the door on my stilettos and fling it open.
• Three men in formal look appear in front of me once more, expressionless. "Miss." One just in front of me says, "Please come with me?" I nod, and he marches in front of me with the other two walking at my sides like a well-behaved troop. Silently, we step inside the elevator, and I see him press a button, indicating that we're going to the top floor.
• That implies that either my date has a high social rank or he is not precisely impoverished. I watch the men, holding my handbag tightly against my body. Everyone is well-groomed and appears to be on high alert. The leader emerges first and moves approaches the French doors that have finally opened.