Alex leaned against the wall amusedly, tilted his head and stared at her small bowed back.
After Viona tried several times, she found that her room's card couldn't open the apartment's door. She then dropped her shoulders in frustration.
She sighed in front of the door panel, her cheeks full of loneliness.
This apartment was hers.
Now that she couldn't swipe her card to open the door, it was clear someone had replaced it.
For the Rumsfeld family, it was very easy for them to take property from her given their noble status.
Viona shook her head and laughed self-deprecatingly, angrily looking at the keycard in her hand and was about to slam it.
Luckily, she didn't tell Alex that she had a room here, otherwise it would be a shame that she couldn't even open her room now.
While thinking about it, Viona turned around and was about to go back. When she just raised her head, she immediately trembled!
