The waitress, who had earlier attempted to clean the dress, eagerly offered, “May I escort Miss Moore upstairs for a wardrobe change?”
Turning to Lydia, Hannah said, “Watch over Grace. I’ll be back shortly.”
“Don’t worry about it.”
Hannah went upstairs, followed by the eyes of Eliana, who stood nearby, her expression unreadable.
Reaching the end of a second-floor hallway, the waitress opened a door for Hannah.
“Miss Moore, feel free to pick any dress from our changing room.”
“Thank you.”
“Please make yourself comfortable, Miss Moore. If you need anything, just call out. I’ll be right outside.”
“Alright.”
After the door shut behind her, Hannah quickly selected a tasteful light blue dress and retreated behind a curtain to change.
Meanwhile, outside the changing room, the waitress passed the keys to a man and hurriedly departed.
Hannah had just zipped up her new dress when she heard an unsettling sound. The door’s lock was turning.
Initially, she brushed it off, assuming the waitress had returned to stand guard. However, within seconds, she was on high alert.
The approaching footsteps were deliberately muffled, making it clear this was not the same waitress.
Hannah turned around to yank the curtain aside.
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A mysterious man’s face confronted her.
When he realized she was fully clothed, a trace of disappointment crossed his features.
“Ah, Miss Moore. High society’s not exactly welcoming, is it?”
The man fidgeted with his tie, his skin glistening with sweat and emanating a pungent smell.
He sneered as he moved closer.
“Look, the Mitchell family is way out of your league. With Bryson, you’d always be a hidden affair. But with me, things could be different. Serve me well, and I can elevate your status.”
His smirk turned flirty.
“I don’t care about your past marriage. Just be obedient and I can give you anything you desire.”
Hannah shot him an icy glare.