34. Veronica

"But she spiked your mocktail. Which woman with good intentions for you would do that?" Kayden countered, his voice laced with skepticism.

Eleanor's mind raced as she recalled the events of the previous night, the memory of her sudden intoxication sending a shiver down her spine. She was certain now, more than ever, that Olivia—or whoever she was—had deliberately tampered with her drink. Anger simmered beneath Eleanor's calm exterior, a fierce determination rising within her. If she ever crossed paths with Olivia again, she vowed not to let her escape without facing the consequences of her actions.

"We will find another way," Kayden declared, his resolve unwavering despite their setback.

"Other way? How?" Eleanor questioned, her curiosity piqued.

"Every guest who checks in here has to provide their identity proof. Since you have seen that woman's face, it will be easy to recognize her and obtain her true details," Kayden explained, his plan taking shape in his mind.

Eleanor was impres