Kneeling for a Second Chance Novel

---- Chapter 396 Meanwhile, Valeria and Alexander were still in the lounge. There was no clock anywhere, but judging by the time it took to finish a game of chess, they guessed quite a while had passed. The corridor at the end of the hallway was just as quiet as expected. Alexander smiled helplessly, saying, "I just wanted alittle bit of peace." Alexander never imagined himself falling into a trap that would cut them both off from the outside world. Had they been in Lounge 1, someone would have passed by and heard them knock.

Suddenly, noises and a rush of footsteps could be heard from the outside. Valeria and Alexander exchanged glances before turning to the door. Valeria pursed her lips, her fingers wrapped tightly around the white chess piece. She was too focused on the game to notice that she was sweating without realizing it. However, the restless heat she had been feeling had somehow lessened. At least she could think rationally now. As soon as the door opened, a man clad ina black suit entered. "Sebastian," Valeria uttered hoarsely with surprise. ---- Sebastian walked over and pulled Valeria into his arms.

Valeria felt more at ease in his embrace, and she held him tightly. "I'm fine. So is Mr. Alexander." Sebastian took Valeria's hand, feeling the heat of her skin and the dampness of her palm. Noticing the unnatural flush on her cheeks , he asked, "Are you okay? Let's get out of here first. Something big is about to go down later." Sebastian turned to Alexander , his expression complex and grim. "Alexander, let's get out of here first. I have something to tell you later." In less than three minutes, the trio left the lounge. Before long, another crowd arrived ina rush.

Sensing the unusual atmosphere, the journalists set up their cameras and adjusted the angles. Wendy twisted the doorknob, but it would not budge. With a trembling voice, she shouted for the attendant to fetch the spare key. That night, everyone's attention was on Gabriella. All of them were curious as to why she was rushing through the hall in her wedding gown, her eyes red from crying. No one noticed the person dressed like an attendant opening the door to Lounge 13, which was right across from Lounge 11.

As soon as the door opened, Gabriella and the others entered, with a few journalists filming from the back. ---- Alas, the room was empty. All that could be seen was the chessboard sitting on the coffee table. The smile on Gabriella's face froze, for the thing she had been anticipating did not happen. Not only that, the lounge was neat -even the bedsheets were not the slightest bit ruffled. "How could this be? Where's Valeria and Alexander?" Gabriella wondered. The journalists focused their cameras on Gabriella . Years of being in the spotlight had made her sensitive to the cameras.

She quickly wiped the smug smile off her face, but it was too late. The camera still caught the fleeting expression that was enough to raise suspicion. Gritting her teeth, Gabriella said softly, "Thank you, everyone , for attending my engagement ceremony. If there has been any lack in today's arrangements, I ask for your kind understanding. "To those watching online, I wish you joy and happiness. My tour will begin at the end of this month, and the first stop will bein-" Suddenly , a scream pierced through the air from the outside. Dahlia shouted in a trembling voice, "Lucas! Sabrina!

What are you two doing?" ---- Lucas was the main male character of the night. Upon hearing his name, the journalists quickly gathered around, filling up the space in Lounge 13. Lucas! expression was grim. He was wearing nothing but a pair of black boxers, with a few suggestive scratch marks on his chest. The journalists barged in so quickly that he did not have the time to put on his clothes. Now that the drug's effects had worn off, he was finally back to his senses. His jaw tightened as he stared at the disheveled, teary-eyed woman slumped on the bed, wearing nothing but a slip dress.