Tom and his father were chatting and entertaining guests, the entire banquet hall was packed.

  The engagement party was held in the form of a buffet dinner. Even though the guests were talking in groups, they also observed their surroundings from time to time.

  Why hadn't the daughter of the Hiroshi family appeared?

  At this time, Jean's cell phone suddenly rang, it turned out to be an incoming call.

  Lilia sat beside him and seeing the name of the caller, she raised her eyebrows and looked at the man.

  After it rang three times, Jean finally picked up the phone. The caller only said one sentence and Jean only replied with the word "okay."

  As he hung up the call, several of the people at this table looked directly at him.

  Jean's eyes passed through the crowd, he slowly stood up with an indifferent face. "Presidential room number 8."

  Chris was taken aback. "Why are you suddenly saying that? Are you sleepy? Why do you suddenly want to open the most luxurious room in this hotel?"

  Alex was also a little confused, but his heart hesitated and didn't say anything.

  Lilia watched her husband get up. She did not say much and fixed her clothes then stood up. "I'll go too."

  "You two too, let's go together!" Jean said to Chris and Alex as he turned and took Lilia.

  Chris wanted to say something but he stopped himself. However, when he met Alex's gaze, he got up to follow him even though he looked confused. As far as they knew, Jean was not someone who would act recklessly.

  Every step he took must be based on a logical reason for achieving a certain goal.

  Chris couldn't walk quickly, so Alex helped him walk by offering his shoulder. Chris looked back as the four of them left the banquet hall. "What happened? This engagement party…. I don't know, somehow I have a bad feeling,"

  Alex only pursed his lips and did not open his mouth, but the look in his eyes that he was trying to hide showed grief.

  He only hoped that Sasha wouldn't do anything stupid.

  Prior to this, Alex sat quite close to Jean. If he saw it right, the caller must have been Sasha.

  When the four of them had just left the banquet hall, another strange man with an unhappy expression was also quietly following them.

  Presidential room number 8 was located in an independent building area on the top floor of the Ocean Star Hotel. The guests who could set foot on this floor were usually the super rich.

  What's more, the hotel was very strict in its management for these rooms. Not only it strictly protected its guests' privacy, it also installed some guards at the entrance.

  Of course, all these security measures were just futile efforts in the presence of the city's ruling families.

  The security guard at the front of the building area saw Jean and the others walking out of the elevator. They immediately took out a card from under their shirts and swiped it on an access panel. "Good evening Young Master Jean, Young Master Chris and Young Master Alex."

  In the corridor, they saw that the entire floor was completely deserted. Tonight, the hotel was almost entirely closed because of the engagement party for the Wibowo family, so there wasn't a lot of booking for the day.

  Lilia took her husband's hand, the couple stood silently in front of the door of presidential room number 8 for a while.

  The woman then felt that a different world laid behind this door.

  She turned her gaze to the figure of the man beside her, then she smiled lightly and said, "Do you want to enter together? Or…."

  Not finished with her talk, the door to the presidential room suddenly opened.

  Everyone immediately looked in the same direction. They saw Sasha wearing a red cheongsam dress and stared at the four of them in a daze.

  The girl looked sluggish, her expression changed every second. When she saw the face of the woman she hated the most, Sasha suddenly came to her senses. She then said to Jean, "I want to talk to you alone!"

  Sasha closed her eyes to the other three, she only saw Jean's figure closely.

  Alex and Chris immediately frowned at the sight.

  Lilia didn't say a word, her eyes slowly fixed on Jean. As a wife, Lilia respected Jean's decision and if the man wished to speak alone then she would let him go without the slightest protest.

  After all, no matter what Sasha wanted to talk to him about, she couldn't go anywhere without going through this door.

  Jean looked at Sasha with an indifferent expression, his eyelashes overshadowed his pair of ocean-deep pupils that melted into the darkness. Then he replied in a low and even voice, "No need to speak alone."

  After speaking, Jean turned his face away. His aura felt cold and alienated.

  Sasha looked at him worriedly. "I want to talk to you alone because I don't want to hurt innocent people. Something like that is unnecessary, so let's hurry in."

  Without saying anything, Jean let go of Lilia's hand and walked forward. Instead of going inside the door, Jean stood in the doorway and ordered the other three people inside. Sasha could only sigh, she looked helpless.

  At this time, Lilia was looking at her and secretly laughed in her heart, but she didn't show it directly.

  Just now, when Sasha said 'I don't want to hurt innocent people', she accidentally looked at her.

  What kind of reason should Lilia use to refute Sasha's statement?

  She licked her lips and gave Jean a blank look. When these five people walked into this presidential room, they stood silently at the end of the living room.

  The fragrance was really thick in the air, different from the usual perfume scent.

  The smell was sweet, but it's still a little hard to describe it.

  After sniffing the air inside the room, Alex stepped forward. Without hesitation, he immediately opened the glass door between the living room and balcony.

  The cold wind that came with this twilight flew evenly into every corner of the room, slowly blowing away the scent and left only the trace of its cool breeze.

  Even though Chris didn't say anything, he stared at Sasha's figure still standing motionless as he sat on the one seat sofa. Mockery and contempt surfaced in the man's eyes. "So this is your goal to chat alone with Jean?"

  Sasha looked confused, facing Chris' strange words, she asked in a daze, "What are you talking about?"

  Chris grinned, he pointed his finger at her and shook his head in disappointment. "Do you think I can't see your ploy, Sasha!"

  Lilia's calm gaze seemed to give Chris and Alex the spot. Looking back at Sasha's lack of confidence with a face that forced herself to look innocent, Lilia vaguely understood what Chris was saying.

  This scent…. No wonder she wanted to talk to Jean in person.

  Alex's move to open the window was enough to explain why the room smelled a bit strange.

  At this time, Chris pulled out the contents of his pocket with a somewhat irritated face. However, he realized that he did not have a cigarette, so he immediately turned his head towards Alex who was near the balcony. "Pass me a cigarette."

  Alex then threw a cigarette box to him…… Chris took one stick and lit it hard before inhaling it deeply to suppress his urge to scold Sasha.