“Louis, I'm going back to my room to rest.” Charlotte made up her mind. “You should return to watch the

show.”

“I need a rest too.” Louis fanned himself. “I don't know why, but I feel a little hot.”

“All right. Let's head back together.”

They returned to the villa together. Before Charlotte could enter her room, Louis stopped her.

“Charlotte, I need to talk to you.”

“We can talk tomorrow.” The woman held her temples, drained of energy.

“I'm afraid I'll lose the courage to say anything tomorrow,” Louis confessed, sounding despondent.

“Now that there's liquid courage in me, I'd like to talk to you.”

Charlotte could not bring herself to reject him, so she caved in. “All right. Come on in then.”

Louis entered her room after her.

Her two female bodyguards were also about to head in, but Louis' bodyguard stopped them. “The

couple wishes to talk in private. I don't think it's appropriate for you two to be inside the room, right?”

“But...” Charlotte's bodyguards glanced at her hesitantly.

“Leave us alone,” Charlotte commanded.

“Yes!” The bodyguards left as instructed.

After slamming the door shut, Charlotte poured two glasses of water. She offered one to Louis and sat

down on the sofa to drink hers.