Chapter 36

Under the lights, the Moorland Hotel looked splendid. Xander had no habit of catering to ladies. He handed the car keys to the doorman for parking and walked briskly into the hotel, giving no regard to Eliza, who followed him. Through the revolving glass door, Eliza stepped into this opulent world. The immense chandeliers made her feeld slightly uneasy. After all, the memories associated with this place were less than pleasant. "Mr. Xander," a group of men wearing suits and shoes greeted him with broad smiles from afar and extended their hands towards Xander. In Boston, Xander's reputation was substantial. Apart from his lineage, his page-3 news pieces were the most famous. Despite the many women he had been seen with over the years, his reputation as a playboy never diminished. After exchanging handshakes, the attention of the crowd turned towards Eliza standing silently behind Xander. Compared to the standard of women Xander usually chose, this woman seemed excessively cold. A hint o