After Allen left, Yun Ya lay on the big bed and took a nap. When she woke up, she glanced at the time; it was ten o'clock in the evening.
The airplane food was unpleasant, and during the journey, she only drank some water. Now she was starving, desperately wanting to eat something.
She changed into a dress, took her handbag, and left the room, ready to head to the restaurant on the second floor.
The corridor was silent, with soft Persian carpets laid on the floor. Walking on them made no sound at all. The crystal chandelier above emitted a dim light, casting shadows on the carpet, projecting Ji Yunya's slender figure.
The VIP floor was always exceptionally quiet, but now it was eerily silent.
Yun Ya clutched her handbag tightly, thinking about meeting Prince Emil in the lobby. She regretted not ordering through the internal line and having the server deliver it to her room. Was it too late to go back now?
