"If I get the chance, I'll go and see it too." Tara Summer's mood eased a bit.
She hooked her arm around Emma Benson's, and the two exchanged a smile…
At nine o'clock in the evening, everyone went to the presidential suite on the top floor. Fierce Eagle checked the room again to ensure there were no problems before the others went to the adjacent room.
Apart from Fierce Eagle and two bodyguards stationed inside and outside the door, the other bodyguards and soldiers were hidden throughout the hotel. From the hotel entrance to the presidential suite, security was tight, but it was not evident to outsiders.
Liam Yancey and Tara Summer sat on the sofa, with the man holding a glass of red wine. As time drew near, his expression grew colder and colder. When the bodyguard outside came in to report that the visitor had arrived, Liam's handsome face was already shrouded in gloom.
"Let him in," he ordered coldly; by then, Fierce Eagle had already walked towards the door.
