Chapter 869
Night of Destiny
They stopped the car, and Trevor opened the door for her. âWeâre here, Miss Meyers. Come with me.â
Angela unbuckled herself and got out of the car. Her legs buckled, and she held the carâs door right
away. Trevor gave her time to adjust, and he led her somewhere. âWhere are we, Trevor?â she
whispered.
âSorry, but I canât tell you that. Just know that this will be your home for a while. Itâs a safe place.â
Trevor could keep a secret when it came to it.
Angela stopped asking. She looked around and thought things were really exciting, though the
environment wasnât the best. Her room was cramped too, and there was only a window in it. She
blinked. My bathroom is bigger than this room.
âSorry, you have to stay in this coop. You can go back once things calm down, Miss Meyers,â he
apologized. âItâs alright. I can live anywhere.â She chuckled before she asked, âSo, whereâs the
bathroom?â
âGo straight and turn left. Thereâs a public bathroom and restroom there.â
âItâs public?â Angelaâs eyes widened further. Wow. This place is tougher than I imagined.
âThe captain has his own bathroom. You can use it if you want. Just ask for his permission. Only
people with his rank get their own bathrooms here.â Trevor smiled..
Angela blinked. I hope heâll let me use his bathroom. Iâm so not used to public ones. âSo whereâs Mr.
Lloydâs room?â
âJust turn right. Itâs the fifth room from here.â
âThanks.â She sat on the bed. Angela thought she smelled like gas after staying in the car for a day. It
was unacceptable for a mysophobe like her. I gotta see if Richard will let me use his bathroom. She
opened the closet and noticed a lot of
clothes in there. Daphne had packed a ton of clothes for her, and all of them. were expensive. There
were even a few silk pajamas inside. She picked some casual clothes and hung the rest of her luggage
in the closet, then she decided to go to Richard. Angela went down the corridor and knocked on the
fifth roomâs door.
She heard footsteps coming from within before someone opened the door. Her eyes widened in
surprise when she saw him.
Richard was wearing nothing but a pair of boxers, and his towel hung around his neck. Beads of water
dripped down his hair, and he was naked from the waist up. His collarbone looked sharp, his chest was
puffy, and his abs were chiseled. There were a few scars on them, but he looked perfectly muscular.
Heâs better than most models.
Angela stared at him brazenly for a long time,
He frowned in the end. âDo you need anything?â
âUm, can I use your bathroom?â she asked.
Richard thought about it for a few moments and moved aside. He agreed to it.
Angela went inside. The room smelled like men, causing her heart to skip a beat and her to blush. His
room wasnât big, but he had a small living room and a regular bathroom. There was also a queen-sized
bed too. It was far better than her room.
What caught her eye was the tall bookshelf in the living room. It was filled with books, and judging from
their titles, she could see that this room was made for him. He wasnât here for a short stay.
What kind of rank does he have? Why does he get to live in a room like this? She had a lot of
questions, but she went to the bathroom instead. It still had a little steam inside, and it smelled like
Richard. Angela used his slippers and washed herself with his shampoo and body wash. Only the towel
and face wash were hers.
Richard changed into a casual shirt and was reading on the couch. He was interested in this
philosophy of psychology book, but for some reason, the sound of running water in the bathroom
distracted him as he couldnât focus on the book.