Inside a five-star hotel in Alorith, the lights were shining brightly at the grandiose lobby. Most people who came for dinner today were successful businessmen, scholars, and famous stars in the entertainment industry.

At this moment, more than a dozen men and women were inside Room 266.

Most of them were from the business circle, and the one who organized the dinner was Carlson Edwards, who was also a business tycoon.

“Camille, why did Carlson invite us to dinner?" Phoebe, who felt uneasy, asked in a Low voice.

Camille had met Carlson several times, but she always avoided him because of his bad reputation. Someone else had invited her and Phoebe to this dinner today. They only found out Carlson was the host when they arrived.

"Don't worry. I'm sure that man won't set me up. We will be fine here," Camille answered.

The man she was referring to was the one who invited them here. Instead of backing out, she just comforted herself and Phoebe.

Everyone knew that Carlson was a BDSM maniac. Some women had died in his bed, but he had been using his money to cover up his crimes.

He had been taking a fancy to the beautiful Camille since the first time he saw her. He had actually tried to pursue her a couple of times, but she never took him seriously.

This time, Camille couldn't help feeling uneasy as she quietly took a sip of champagne while listening to Carlson swanking in front of everyone.

Phoebe and Camille only felt relieved when the dinner had ended, and they walked out of the private room.

Carlson was so horrible that even having dinner with him in the same room sent a chill down their spines.

But as they entered the elevator, several bodyguards came out of nowhere and blocked them.

One of them pressed the button to the twenty-sixth floor.

Phoebe immediately yelled in panic, “We are going down!"

But no one responded, and the elevator had begun to rise.

If they remembered it correctly, on the twenty-sixth floor were the presidential suites of this hotel.

All of a sudden, the sisters had a feeling that something was not right. They quietly looked at each other as panic flashed across their eyes.

Quietly, Camille reached her phone and tried to ask for help without anyone noticing.

However, a bodyguard beside her soon realized what she was trying to do. Taking out his dagger, he quickly pressed it against her neck as he snatched the cellphone from the hysterical woman.

In the meantime, another bodyguard grabbed Phoebe's purse and unzipped it to make sure that her phone was still in it.

By the time the elevator stopped on the 26th floor, the two women were forced to get out. Waiting for them, about a dozen bodyguards stood in two rows in front of a presidential suite. Instantaneously, it became clear that the whole floor had been booked by whoever was behind this.

The next moment, the sisters were led to the much-guarded suite, where they found a man and a woman in a pleasant conversation with one another.

From time to time, the woman would even Laugh joyfully at the man's words.

The instant Camille recognized the woman, she unconsciously turned around to run towards the door. But before she could go very far, she felt the cold steel of the dagger against her neck once more. Then the bodyguard warned her fiercely, “Don't move!”