Chương 332: Intense Hatred

It was a long strand of black hair.

He initially stretched his hand out toward his phone but immediately changed direction and reached to pick up the strand of hair. Pinching the hair between his fingers, he looked at it intently.

The hair could not possibly belong to him on account of its length.

He could tell that it was a woman's hair at a glance!

His suite was cleaned every day by a special housekeeper who could not be more familiar with his penchant for staying clean. Whenever she came to clean, she would be so meticulous in ensuring the room was completely spotless.

The housekeeper could not have left behind even a strand of her hair.

In that case, a woman had sneaked into the place.

He suddenly remembered Rochelle's sudden appearance in front of him earlier that evening. She was spouting a whole load of nonsense as if she was trying to stall him.

Did she do that to buy time for the woman who broke in?