On this side, Hannah Garcia left the Wine Party and headed straight for the hotel's main entrance.
The driver was waiting for her there.
Hannah Garcia was feeling exceptionally miserable tonight. The ordeal her Sister had likely faced was true; she had always been gentle and timid. Although weak, she was strong...
"Sister, you must hang in there. I will find you! Sister, you have to hang on!" Hannah Garcia silently chanted in her heart, quickening her pace without any concern for her surroundings.
She had barely taken ten steps out of the hotel's main door when a man suddenly swept her off her feet in a sideways hold.
When Hannah regained her senses, she saw Jonathan Robinson's face, evil with a hint of a smile.
"Let me go! Someone help! Help me!" Hannah Garcia shouted loudly, crying for help.
