She Looked up at Bennett. "Don't be angry. I'll explain everything later," she told him.

Gripping his hand, she continued, “Let's go back to my hotel room. It's too crowded here for a private talk."

Bennett glanced at his hand held by hers and frowned, offering no words, just letting Claudia guide him.

As they moved, reporters descended upon them, microphones extended.

“CC, who's this? Your boyfriend?"

Claudia didn't want to answer, but a glance back at Bennett decided her. "Not my boyfriend; my husband," she clarified.

Seizing the moment of the reporter's distraction, she tugged Bennett further into the crowd.

Yet, in her racing suit and with a handsome man tagged along, she was easily spotted.

Claudia shrugged off multiple reporters' attempts to halt her, pressing forward.

By the time they reached the hotel, the throng had thinned.

Inside the elevator, Claudia suddenly realized she'd been holding Bennett's hand the entire time.

Embarrassed? Sure, but she didn't let go. Instead, she gripped tighter It wasn't a crime to hold her husband's hand, after all.

The elevator dinged, doors sliding open.

Glancing at Bennett, Claudia announced, “We've arrived."

With that, she Led him out of the elevator and into the hallway.

As she approached her room, her grip loosened involuntarily; she needed to find her room key.

But as she turned to reach into her backpack, she discovered it was missing.

Wait a minute.

Where was her backpack?

The one she had been carrying all this time? 03:38 00%

Who had taken her backpack?

Claudia scanned the area, puzzled. The backpack that should've been on her shoulder had vanished.

Breaking his silence, Bennett finally spoke up. "Looking for this?" Claudia turned and saw her missing backpack in Bennett's grasp.

“The room key's inside," she said, a Little bewildered.