The Ascendas Hotel in Province A was a five-star hotel. Sienna Johnson went to take a bath, and Adrian Desmond had already prepared a set of clothes for her: a peach-colored knee-length skirt with a large, flounced hem. Not everyone could pull off such a bright color, but Sienna's fair skin complemented the peach dress beautifully, preventing her from being overwhelmed by its vibrancy.
On the sofa, Adrian had his legs propped up on a table while a man massaged them. Sensing a familiar presence, Adrian turned his head to see the woman, looking much more relaxed.
"I just contacted Mrs. Phillips. We will visit her in the afternoon. I'll go with you."
"I can go by myself. What's the point of you coming along?" Sienna Johnson felt that bringing Adrian would be inappropriate.
"Mrs. Phillips is afraid of you clinging to that pretty boy, right? If you bring a handsome and dashing fiance like me, Mrs. Phillips will naturally feel at ease."
