The temperature in mid-March was still chilly, especially at night, where the cold penetrated down to one's bones.
Nicole did not have time to change her clothes. Her dress fabric was too thin, so she shivered from the cold.
Fortunately, she had some spare clothes in the car, so she put on a woolen coat that wrapped the graceful outline of her body and also blocked the bone-chilling cold.
It looked extraordinarily well-matched.
Nicole stepped on her high heels and went into the hotel. Her pace was crisp and unwavering. She went straight to the elevator and found the floor Isaac was staying in.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she got out of the elevator, she saw a floor full of his bodyguards.
There seemed to be one bodyguard every few feet.' What’s this formation? It's as if there’s some sort of important government official around.'
The bodyguard close to her stopped her. "Halt. No one can enter this floor."
Nicole pursed her lips, her eyes cold.
"Please tell Mr. Sloan that I’m Nicole Stanton."
The bodyguard wanted to drive her away, but when he saw her powerful aura, it was clear that she was not someone to be trifled with, so he simply went to the other side to call Isaac and report to him.
This floor was the presidential suite. There would be n o one else living here, so it was no wonder Isaac dared to be so bold.
If it were anywhere else, he would have become famous.
Nicole secretly rolled her eyes.
Not long after, the bodyguard rushed over.
"This way, Ms. Stanton..."
His attitude was obviously a lot more respectful than just now.
Nicole indifferently looked away and turned to follow him.
They arrived at the door of the presidential suite.
The bodyguard knocked on the door.
The next second, the door opened from the inside.
Isaac’s gentle and exquisite face had just been steamed by water vapor, making his skin glow red. He looked proper yet evil.
The bathrobe around his chest was loose, revealing his exquisite collarbone.
If it were anyone else, Nicole would still be interested i n enjoying the beauty of a man who had just gotten out of a bath, but this was Isaac Sloan. She felt sick from the bottom of her heart.
The bodyguard very sensibly retreated.
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