Chapter 93
Chapter 93
That simple sentence felt like it had saved her life. Immediately, Larissa forced her eyes open.
The summit stretched ahead of her, and there were no longer any tormenting stairs in sight.
“Mr. Rogers!” A man dressed in Starville’s uniform rushed over and held arge, ck umbre above
Kevan’s
head.
“Are you alright? Do we need to send a car over for you?”
The summit had rather spacious roads. Some of the hotels on the mountain would send over their own
electric cars the size of golf carts to the cable car station to transport their guests withrge items and
luggage.
Kevan was fine with walking there himself, but Larissa-
She’d long stood back up on her feet, and was pulled under the umbre by him.
She still looked tired, but she no longer looked as sluggish as she was before. She seemed to have
regained
some energy since their arrival.
“Do you want to take a car?” he asked her.
Larissa nodded.
It wasn’t that she couldn’t walk. It was just that Kevan waspletely soaked, and if he didn’t shower
and
change out of his wet clothes as soon as possible, she was afraid that he would get sick.
It took them almost ten minutes to drive from the entrance of the mountain to the Starville Hotel.
There was already someone waiting for them when they arrived at the hotel lobby. As soon as Kevan
stepped out of the car, they immediately led him to his room.
“Your luggage has already been sent over yesterday and we’ve ced them all in your room.”
After giving him his room card, they nodded and left.
Kevan unlocked the door with a quick scan and stepped into the room. Larissa, however, stood
unmoving.
“What?” He raised a brow as he looked at her, his eyes questioning.
Larissa licked her lower lip. “Are we sharing the same room?” she asked hesitatingly.
“What do you think?” Kevan shot back. “Don’t forget that you’re my girlfriend now.”
He emphasized the word girlfriend, his arms crossed in front of his chest, his gaze collected despite his
inner
turmoil.
“But it’s fake- Larissa lowered her voice.
“The organizers don’t know that.” Kevan spoke in a matter–of–fact tone.
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“Then-” Larissa hesitated again before crossing her heart and making up her mind. “I’ll go down and
book a
room for myself.”
She would rather pay a few thousand dors for a room.
Kevan scoffed. “Juste in.” Then, he walked into the room without sparing her another nce, his
voice colder than the rain in the mountains. “This is arge suite with a few bedrooms. All the doors
can be locked
from the inside. You don’t have to worry about me doing anything to you.”
Larissa realized this btedly and blushed in embarrassment.
She hurried over and was about to exin to Kevan that she hadn’t been worried about that in the
slightest
when he’d already walked into the bedroom located in the innermost part of the room and closed the
door.
Larissa picked the bedroom furthest to his.
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As they were both properties owned by Microworks Corporation, the interior design and general decor
of the rooms in Starville were simr to that of the Regal Dynasty. The only difference was the addition
of nebe-
like decorations on the ceiling that corresponded to the hotel’s name.
It looked rather astounding.
Someone knocked on her door.
“It’s me.” His words were sinct.
Even if Kevan hadn’t said anything, Larissa wouldn’t have thought it would be anyone else.
She pulled open the door as he pushed a box into her room.
“Your clothes.” Once again, he spoke in monosybic, two–word sentences before turning to leave.
Larissa opened the box in bewilderment. Inside, there were a few sets of clothes with different styles–
there was formal wear, casual wear, and even a pastel pink silk nightgown.
Of course, it was also filled withcy, girly underwear.
She was almost entirely certain that whoever prepared this box of clothes now was the same person
who’d picked her clothes thest time as well.