Chapter 70

"Mr. Lewis!" Tiffany tried to stand up, but her legs betrayed her, buckling halfway. She slumped back onto the window seat with a thud. Fresh from the shower, Vincent emerged from the bathroom. He wore a shirt with top two buttons casually undone, revealing a sliver of pale skin. The unfamiliar scent in the air instantly triggered an alarm in his head. Seeing Tiffany's condition, Vincent grabbed the jacket from the bed and instructed, "We need to leave. Get out of this room." "Sure," Tiffany agreed, but her legs felt like jelly, refusing to obey her commands. Despite her repeated attempts, her anxiety only intensified, rendering her even more immobile. Vincent crouched before her and asked, "Can you stand up?" Tiffany bit her lip, trying once more, but only to shake her head in defeat. "No, I just can't..." Without hesitation, Vincent swept her up in an embrace. Her body felt weightless against his strength. The familiar scent of Vincent's cologne enveloped Tiffany, sending a w