Chapter 10 A Bonfire Party


    The drive to the hotel was quite a long one. It took almost an hour to get there.


    Katherine squinted at the hotel signboard, then nced over the surrounding. It is a nice hotel indeed.


    She could see the beach not far from here, it was still jam-packet with tourists at this time of the day.


    Naturally, someone helped with her luggage as she got off the car.


    Peter booked a suite for her, with windows where she could overlook the beach.


    Katherine took a walk around the room, and then opened the window to let the breeze in. She tried to


    empty her mind, of how indifferent Marshall was on the ne.


    They would probably nevere across each other again, thinking this much would only distress


    herself.


    Someone came knocking at the door a few minutester.


    It was the hotel manager, who came to invite Katherine to the bonfire party tonight.


    “Bonfire Party?” Katherine frowned.


    “Right,” the manager replied with a smile, “It’s a tradition here at our hotel, and every guest is


    weed to the party.”


    Katherine thought about it for a sec, and then nodded. “I’ll be there.”


    The manager carried a present box in his hands. “You’re our premium guest, and we have a special gift


    for you. We carefully choose each present to make sure that no gift is the same with another.”


    Katherine took the box after giving it few nces.


    Smiling, the manager took a bow, and then left.


    Katherine closed the door, returned to her bedroom and unwrapped the box. Inside it was a slip dress


    with some floral patterns on it. It looked kind of sexy. She ran her fingers through the surface, the textile


    was nice.


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    The whole point of her trip was to rx and loosen herself. She took a deep breath and decided to


    attend the party tonight.


    She took a bath, and called the room service. All dressed up, she reclined on the bed looking at her


    phone to check if there’s any news about her divorce with Marshall on the Inte.


    Marhsall’s grandpa made quite a ssh for their wedding, drawing tons of attention on the Inte.


    Katherine was in kind of a stew now that they’re divorced. Luckily, she found no news about their


    divorce on the Inte. Seemed like no one else had found out about the it.


    Katherine was relieved, and sat there and thought.


    That’s right, divorce is not something to be proud of.


    Compared with her, Marshall may be more reluctant for the public to know about it.


    The Grant Group was prominent in various sectors, a marriagesting no longer than a year would


    surely had a bad impact onpany image.


    She felt much morefortable now. When the food was served, she sat cross-legged on the bed and


    devoured the meal as the wind breeze brushed through her hair. She lost her appetite back on the


    ne when she saw Marshall’s poker-face. The coke was the only thing she had ever had on the


    ne.


    She lied down after the meal and did not wake up until the dusk. And it was the pandemonium outside


    that woke her.


    Katherine crawled up and checked through the window. Beneath her, the hotel was filled with people,


    all of them heading towards the beach. Seemed like the bonfire party was about to begin. The party


    should be fun with so many guests living in this hotel. Hurriedly, she got to her feet and washed her


    face to freshen herself.


    She’s going to have a revelry, to hell with divorce, to hell with Marshall Grant. Get out of her way! All of


    them!


    She wore some light make up this time. Matching with the dress, she looked innocent, innocent in a


    way that sparks sinful thoughts. Then she braided her hair in two strands and let then tumble down


    over her shoulders. Well, appearance-wise, she could not be any more perfect.