
Vincent's luxury car stopped back in front of a five-star hotel just opposite the shopping center they had just visited earlier.
"Kok we're here again mas anyway?" asked Lusy with a confused face.
"Well, I'll book the room, baby. Our loss."
"But it's late afternoon, Amar how? We shall cry out for us."
"Truly mas?"
"Yes. So now we're both free. We can do whatever's fun, baby. You m...