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“Really?” Hooper lifted his arm and sniffed. He had to admit the smoky odor was strong. “Some of the partners at dinner today love drinking and smoking. Anyway, I’m going to take a shower. If I get a phone call, answer it for me p>
Heather nodded.
Hooper placed his phone on the table and headed upstairs. As he went, Heather quietly looked up, tracking his every move. The moment he shut his bedroom door, she picked up his phone and went through his contacts.
As expected, she saw Annabel’s name.
Pursing her lips, Heather sent Annabel a message. “Miss Hewitt, can we meet in Room 302 of Crane Hotel at four o’clock tomorrow afternoon? There are some details of the cooperation we need to discuss p>
Annabel was watching a TV drama when she heard her phone ring. She picked it up and checked the message. It was from Hooper. The location he suggested made her pause.
Still, she didn’t think too deeply about it and replied, “Okay p>
When Heather saw Annabel’s response, she smiled in satisfaction.
The rest was up to Herman now.
After replying, Annabel turned off her phone. Only then did she truly start to think it over, and the more she thought about it, the stranger it felt.
Soon, Rupert walked out of the study and sat down beside her. He immediately noticed the unease on her face. “What’s wrong?” he asked, concern flickering in his eyes.
Annabel handed him her phone. “Hooper asked me to meet him in a hotel room at four tomorrow afternoon. He said it’s to talk about cooperation p>
A deep frown formed on Rupert’s face. He had dealt with Hooper before and knew how much he spoiled Heather. If this was business, why would Hooper schedule it in a hotel room?
Rupert glanced at Annabel. “What are you going to do p>
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“Play it by ear,” Annabel replied calmly.
The next afternoon, Annabel arrived at the hotel at the appointed time. She knocked on the door of the designated room and heard movement inside. A moment later, the door opened—and instead of Hooper, she was met by Herman’s broad smile.
“Herman?” Annabel’s confusion sharpened into alertness, and she instinctively took a step back. “What are you doing here p>
“Shouldn’t I be here?” Herman replied evenly. Then, recalling what Heather had told him, he added, “I came here for you. The gentleman you have an appointment with said he had to step out to take a phone call. While we wait, have some water p>
Before Annabel could respond, Herman walked over to the TV cabinet and picked up a glass of water that had been left there.
A few minutes earlier, Heather had come in and handed Herman that glass, instructing him to give it to Annabel.
Herman did as he was told.
“Okay…” Annabel murmured. Still, everything felt off. She perched on the edge of the bed. When Herman brought her the water, she sniffed it cautiously before taking a small sip. Almost immediately, she noticed an unusually sweet taste.