"Miss, here's the receipt. The total is 7,644 yuan."
The cashier handed Yvonne Finley the receipt and her bank card with a smile. She only looked up from her phone screen to grab them, her fingers gently brushing the edge of the card.
On the still illuminated phone screen.
Was a text that had come in just a minute ago from Caleb Baker.
"Sitting on the bed now, I'm wondering if I've fallen into Miss Finley's trap. I find myself in a hotel for no clear reason. When darkness falls, we'll be all alone. Who knows what might happen?"
Yvonne's reply was lighthearted, with a playful tone.
"Why not leave before I get back? I won't bother you."
"The room is too expensive to just leave."
"So?"
"What's Miss Finley's alcohol tolerance?"
"Huh?"
"I've opened a bottle of red wine. Take your time coming over, I'm going to take a bath."
Yvonne blinked. A bath? Wine? Are they going to drink all night? Or…?
