Cecilia
Walking through the winding corridors of Amanson Hotel, my nerves were on edge. I kept glancing back, listening for footsteps.
The hotel was eerily quiet. I hadn't encountered a single staff member since leaving Dora, and the silence made my heart race uncomfortably.
After walking for a while with no sign of anyone following me, I allowed myself to relax slightly.
Maybe I was overthinking things. If Dora had wanted to use underhanded methods against me, she would have done so long ago—not when I was voluntarily walking away from her son. Sure, she was upset about the settlement money, but to the Green family, fifty million was barely a piece of cake .
Dora wasn't stupid enough to try something now.
The main lobby was just around the corner ahead. I pulled out my
