Clearing his throat, Korbyn inquired, “Waylen, was that your doing?"

Waylen, well aware of the situation, replied in a reserved manner, "It seems to be the work of another party. | suspect Harold has offended someone."

Korbyn nodded, knowing exactly who that someone was. Who else but that individual possessed such power and held a grudge against Harold?

Unbeknownst to them, Cecilia's heart raced with anticipation.

Did Mark have something to do with this?

Did he truly take action against Harold because of his disrespectful words?

Suddenly, Cecilia felt a strong urge to see Mark.

Skipping breakfast, she drove to the hotel where Mark was staying. She hadn't yet decided what to say when they met but she simply longed to be in his presence.

Arriving at the top floor of the hotel, she rang the doorbell.

However, there was no response for quite some time.

Coincidentally, the hotel manager passed by, recognizing Cecilia as Mark's guest.

He informed her, "Mr. Evans has checked out."

He'd left...

Utterly stunned, Cecilia couldn't believe her ears.

Observing her crestfallen expression, the manager kindly suggested, “This suite is reserved by Mr. Evans throughout the year. You can try contacting him the next time he visits."

Cecilia nodded quietly, not knowing how she managed to leave the hotel.

Sitting in her car, she clutched her phone, hesitating for a long while. Ultimately, she couldn't bring herself to dial his number.

He had left without a word, perhaps indicating that he didn't take her seriously at all.

Overwhelmed with shame for trailing a man almost like a creepy stalker, Cecilia concluded that it was best tolet itgo. ©

Two months had passed, and in the enchanting month of October, Cecilia was finally granted the joy of meeting Mark once again.

Juliette, a passionate soul, held a profound admiration for opera, its grandeur captivating her heart.

Flora Holt, her favorite theater actress, was featured in three splendid scenes this month.