Through the chaotic crowd.
Arthur Lindsey caught sight of the petite figure at first glance.
At the moment, she was constantly covering her ears, her delicate eyebrows furrowed intensely.
Yolanda Bardot had already awakened from her state of shock and seemed to have no obstacle; she squatted beside Ella Lacey, speaking to her.
In a hurry, Arthur Lindsey came forward, bent down and asked with concern, "Ella, what's wrong? Do you have tinnitus?"
Ella Lacey nodded her little head, the big watery eyes filled with a mist of grievance.
Why was she so unlucky? In the same spot, she was suffering from tinnitus while there was nothing wrong with Yolanda...
"Come here, let me carry you back home."
Arthur Lindsey reached out his long arms, and Ella Lacey immediately leaned into his embrace.
In the hotel's luxury suite.
Quiet as dust.
Arthur Lindsey held her on the checkered sofa and gestured for her to close her eyes.
