Chapter 93
Author: Gem Lynne
last update2025-06-10 23:06:27
The elevator doors slid open with a low chime, revealing the velvet-carpeted hallway of the 30th floor. Nathan stepped out, adjusting the simple cuffs of his coat. The manager, with too many teeth and too wide a grin, ushered him forward like he was royalty.

“This way, Sir Nathan,” he said with a gleam in his eyes, gesturing eagerly. “You are about to experience the pride of High Lake Hotel.”

Nathan said nothing, only scoffed lightly and followed.

They stopped before a tall oak door with a polished gold handle. The manager inserted a black card key, and the lock clicked open. He held the door wide, still grinning.

“Go on, Sir Nathan. Please.”

Nathan frowned, side-eyeing the man’s overeager smile, then walked in without a word.

The suite wasn’t just luxurious, it was extraordinary. The air smelled faintly of lavender and old money. The floors were polished black marble that shimmered under the chandelier light. The walls gleamed, not with paint, but with a golden texture that looked sus
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