Bab 147: Chapter 146: Inescapable Doom

Perhaps some things are just inevitable.

Once you encounter certain people, they cross your path for a lifetime.

There's no escaping it.

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Trenton Smith was a bit tipsy.

He was walking to his hotel room with his room card, feeling a bit dizzy. Fumbling with the card, he couldn't get it to work. He raised his hand to rub his temples and was about to call customer service when a delicate hand suddenly reached out to help. "Mr. Smith, let me open the door for you."

The voice belonged to a very gentle and sweet-sounding woman.

He glanced at the petite woman beside him, his eyes flickering for a moment.

She looked so...

Much like that woman.

They both shared delicate features and a similar sweet and gentle demeanor. Their facial contours were strikingly similar.

Wearing a floral dress, she helped him in and blushed, lowering her head when she noticed him looking at her.

The door opened.

She helped him into the room.