Avery kept her eyes wide open at the man. She looked at him very carefully, "Who are you?"

He could choose so many songs in the world. But why this one?

"Twinkle twinkle little stars is a very popular English nursery song."

The man added.

Avery still stared at the man. She was exceedingly curious about him. She forgot to get away from him. Then she pressed one key, "Can you sing me Twinkle twinkle little stars?"

She wanted him to sing it.

"I can't sing."

The man's look didn't change. He followed her hands to the piano. As she pressed one key, he played one too. They seemed to play a game with their beautiful fingers.

"If you don't know how I can teach you."

Avery took the initiative and suggested it. She didn't know why, but she wanted to hear him sing it.

The man's eyes were lit. Avery could tell he was happy with the smile. But it was so fast that she didn't catch it.

"If you're willing to dance the first number with me at the banquet, I'm very happy to learn."

What a slippery man.

Everyone knew what this banquet meant. The man who danced the first number with the princess would steal the light of the banquet.

He wanted the light and life of the banquet for her?

But Avery didn't feel it was odd. The way he said it and the look on his face made Avery feel he was flirting.

Avery stopped moving and suddenly stood up. At the same time, the lid of the piano was shut. She felt the hand around her waist. And he put her on the piano, followed by his fresh air. He held her in his arms.

Avery was speechless.

They got so intimate so fast.

Avery was kept in his arms and couldn't move. But if she shouted, the bodyguards would come in. But, but—

What happened to her?

In his arms, she felt soft and had no strength to think. She forgot how to speak.

That face was so strange to her. But for some reason, her body just gave in. She couldn't help it.

It shouldn't have been like this.

The man gently stroked her face. And Avery tried so hard to avoid it. She held back her struggling. And she couldn't help shout out when he got closer and closer. His lips were about to touch hers, and she could feel his breath. She said, "Wait! Wait for a second!"

The man showed his respect and stopped moving. He stopped his lips, one centimeter away from her lips. He didn't move forward. Nor did he fall back. He was waiting. He was waiting for her answer.

"Okay, I promise you. I will do the first dance with you."

The man smiled with satisfaction. He kissed her so fast when Avery wasn't looking, and she didn't have any time to dodge.

Then he withdrew his lips so fast before Avery was about to slap him across his face. He knew how to quit while he was ahead. It was like he expected everything.

Avery blushed. What a shameless man?

She got off the piano and kicked his knee ferociously. Then she ran. She ran in such a hurry that she forgot to ask about Vanda...

Evan stared at Avery's back and put his hand on his chest. In the pocket, there was the suicide note she wrote. In the note, she said she hated him. She hated him that he almost got her killed. She hated him for what he did to their daughter. She accused him of passing the poison in her body to their daughter's.

He needed to ask for an explanation from her because he couldn't understand it.

They had time.

If Avery didn't want to talk about it, he would wait until she wanted to talk.

***

The sudden snow put a white coat over the entire city.

Diana wore a black leather jacket with a red dress. It was very hard to take one's eyes off the dress.

She didn't wear warm clothes. Apart from the thin dress, she only wore stockings. The black high-heel boots were close to her straight legs.

She had the red suitcase while stomping her feet to shake away snow. Then she walked into a hotel where she made reservations in advance.

This was the most luxurious hotel in B Country. It was for receiving crucial foreign leaders and well-known politicians.

Diana gave her id to the reception staff, "I have reserved a room."

She had a manicure done and wore red nail polish. She pushed the id to the reception girl. As she was about to take the id to register, it surprised her that Diana wouldn't let it go.

"Miss, please let go of it."

Diana put down her glasses, and her glittering eyes were shown, "Help me here. Is there Mr. Howel staying in the hotel?"

The girl at the reception was about to say something when Diana put out one finger to stop her. Diana said, "Don't tell me that guests' information is confidential. I'm Mr. Howel's girlfriend. I'm here to give you a surprise."

"I'm sorry."

"I'm just a girl; what harm can I do? If you are worried, I can leave my ID with you."

"This is not what we mean."

"Then what do you mean? You don't welcome guests to come to B Country. It's my boyfriend's birthday. I only want to give him a surprise."

Diana guessed she was not persuaded. So she let go of her ID and let her have it. Then she said, "How about this? You help me find out if Mr. Howel is staying here. You don't have to tell me which room he is in. That's not counted as leaking guests' information."

The girl at the reception hesitated for a second. But she opened the computer. She worked for a while, "Sorry, we don't have Mr. Howel staying."

No? That was not possible. Diana overheard from the maids that Evan ordered a room here.

"Do you have Mr. Tinder?"

Maybe Evan checked in under Tinder's name.

"We don't have Mr. Tinder either. I'm sorry, I can only help you here."

After checking in, Diana left her luggage to the garcon and followed the waitress to her room. She was very frustrated.

She came to B Country to find Evan. She had to find a way to make Evan drink the edible oil, so Evan would get obsessed with her. If she couldn't find Evan, her trip to B Country was in vain.

After Diana put away her suitcases, she got more anxious the more she thought about it. She reapplied makeup and took the elevator to the presidential suite.