Chapter 16

　　At this time, the lights shone, and the streets were bustling with pedestrians. The exciting nightlife of New York also began, but it was not as lively as in the Night Bar. 　　Under the dizzying lights, a group of men and women danced on the dance floor, fueled by the restless music and alcohol. 　　Isabella couldn't help but have a headache. 　　She squeezed her way to the bar and asked, "Hello, please help me check the private room that Helen Payten booked." 　　"Okay, Miss, it's 305." 　　Isabella hated to keep others waiting and arrived earlier. 　　During the wait, Isabella felt a bit bored and took out the silver needle from her bag. She noticed faint traces of blood on the tip. 　　It turned out that the second attack made the person bleed. 　　Isabella was in a better mood. 　　Wait a minute! The area that was being pricked was... 　　Just as she was thinking, a polite waiter knocked and came in. 　　"Miss, here is your drink." 　　"I didn't order any drinks..." 　　"It's complimentary." 　　"Oh, thank