"Wyatt!"
As Mr. Sterling went upstairs to his room, he called back Wyatt, who was standing there stunned, "Come up!"
Wyatt turned his head to look at Claire Sullivan outside the hotel. She had already run swiftly into the night, her figure no longer visible.
The night was too dark, the wind too strong, and Wyatt thought about how she said Serena Sullivan was missing. His heart was clenched with unease and pain.
Wyatt followed Mr. Sterling upstairs, where they had booked three suites on the top floor.
Wyatt and Felicity Sterling each stayed in one.
"Wyatt!"
As Wyatt was about to head back to his room, Mr. Sterling stopped him.
Mrs. Sterling tactfully took Felicity to another room, leaving Mr. Sterling and Wyatt to talk.
"Serena's life or death has nothing to do with the Sterling Family."
Mr. Sterling began, instructing Wyatt in this manner.
Wyatt looked at Mr. Sterling with confusion. In his heart, Mr. Sterling was like a god, his idol.
