Inside was a presidential suite.
The presidential suite is a type of luxury accommodation set up by high-star hotels, usually exorbitantly priced, with top-of-the-line amenities, including not just a living room and bedroom, but also a dedicated entertainment lounge and reception area.
For this reason, upon entering, Purple Summers could only see a limited area and couldn't be certain whether there were people in the other rooms.
Uncertainty breeds hesitation, and hesitation breeds doubt.
The man behind her seemed very considerate, taking the bag from her hand and hanging it on a coat rack nearby, then pouring her a cup of tea.
"Please wait a moment," he said.
So far, Purple Summers hadn't noticed any hostility from the other party.
She sat quietly on the sofa, waiting. The teacup on the coffee table remained untouched.
Even though the situation was strange, she still hoped she was just being overly sensitive—maybe someone indeed wished to meet her?
