Chapter 64 That's Owen's, Not Yours

Yvette's hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall. Her petite figure was almost entirely hidden in Randall's oversized trench coat, making her appear unexpectedly delicate. I couldn't believe Yvette had actually brought Randall to the hotel! A part of me felt slightly shaken, but I quickly pulled myself together and greeted them. "Come on in." Yvette shot me a look that I couldn't quite read. Her lips were pressed lightly together, but she said nothing as she entered the presidential suite alongside Randall. That was when I noticed a young man trailing behind them. His clothes were in complete disarray. His hands were also littered with scratches. He cast me a cold glance before brushing past me into the room. A slight furrow formed between my brows, but I didn't think too much of it. As I walked in, I overheard Oliver ask in surprise, "Ms. Jenning? What happened here?" Yvette's beautiful face remained as serene as a still lake. "We ran into robbers. Go buy them some cl