Outside the hotel entrance, parked discreetly in a Silver sedan, a man narrowed his eyes, watching the woman in the black down coat slip through the glass doors.
Evelyn quickly located the suite number Clara had given her and pushed the door open. The moment she stepped inside, a tiny figure sprinted into her arms.
"Mommy!"
"My baby!" Evelyn wrapped her arms tightly around Clara, lifting her up and showering her face with kisses. Looking over at the sofa, she saw little Lucian running over with wide, joyful eyes, and she quickly pulled both of her precious children into a tight, tearful embrace.
Setting them down on the sofa, Evelyn sat between them, holding their small hands as they chatted in eager whispers.
Clara explained that they were staying in the Country with their father for three days before moving to his private villa tomorrow.
