Delphine stared at the text message, pondering for a long time before driving to Cloud Summit.
The people at Cloud Summit seemed to recognize her, treating her with great respect.
"I booked the suite 8816," Delphine said with a faint smile.
The manager checked and, with a bead of sweat appearing on his forehead, gently replied, "Miss Gu, the reservation for 8816 is not under your name."
Delphine seemed thoughtful and continued smiling, "My friend booked it, possibly under her name—Melody Cloud. Has she arrived?"
"Miss Cloud has not arrived yet. Would you like to go up first or wait for her here?" The manager nodded and smiled.
"I'll go upstairs and wait for her," Delphine said indifferently, the smile at the corner of her lips cooling slightly. So, the text message was sent by Melody? Delphine had an inkling of what was about to transpire—something dramatic, perhaps involving passion or infidelity?
