CHAPTER SEVENTY FOUR

ANDREW

Despite all of Manny's objections, Andrew packed a little of his belongings and was on his way to her house. Now that he had all the information he needed, he wasn't going to take any chances.

He had installed cameras around her house and even if Manny had refused to be with guards, when she stepped out Andrew made sure they followed her. She couldn't see them, but they were there, lurking in the shadows.

He was still on the road when he decided against his action and made a detour. If he couldn't be by her side, he would at least be a few meters closer to her.

In minutes, he found himself in front of a luxurious hotel—The Palace.

“Here we go." He muttered, took his bag, and walked into the building. Heads bowed as he made his way to the reception.

“Sir, that room is taken." The receptionist informed him, but Andrew didn't seem to care.

"The spare key.” Andrew dictated, his hands stretched out to receive the key. After being settled, he went to the elevator and he