Daniel Cooper sat up with a gloomy face, the blanket sliding down to his waist, revealing a chest covered with dark red scratch marks.
The man's tranquil eyes grew colder, "Was it you who slept here last night?"
Lilian Parker bit her lip, her heartbeat pounding like a drum, and looking down, she countered, "Could it be Mr. Cooper doesn't remember?"
"How did you get into my room?"
Lilian Parker clenched her fists tightly, "I..."
"I asked you, how exactly did you come in?" Daniel Cooper commanded coldly, his voice commanding, "Look up at me and tell me, who let you in?"
