Hilla ran out of the hotel all the way to the Anderson's.
At this moment, the entire Anderson's mansion was brightly lit. Halle was reading in the rose room after dinner.
These were lots of novels that Hilla liked here, both extremely childish but also very attractive.
Being the first time for her to read these books, Halle unconsciously became a little fascinated.
Tonight, Hilla would probably come back very late for she had attended the Annual Ball of the Anderson Group. Halle was planning to go back to her room for a rest after watching for a while, but when she looked up, Horton was standing at the door.
This person made her subconsciously felt uncomfortable. So she put the book back on the shelf.
"Well, I saw that you were here alone, so I came to take a look."
To regain some clarity in her mind, Halle clenched her fists until she felt the pain in her palm.
Stunned for a while, she looked at Horton and said calmly, "It's late at night. I gotta go back to rest."
