The night after Drake and Lucille hastily departed from the Royal Eleanor Hotel, Eleanor promptly instructed Cedric, the spy hired from Bigas’s agency, to discreetly tail them without Aunt Ling and the others catching on. Cedric shadowed them smoothly until they reached the KHJ Hotel, but lost track as soon as the two entered.
"What do you mean you lost them?" Eleanor queried in a hushed tone, tucked under her covers on her bed, ensuring Aunt Ling remained oblivious to her activities.
“They suddenly disappeared in the crowd,” Cedric responded, equally puzzled.
Eleanor sighed, releasing her frustration.
“Find them or at least investigate why they went there. I want to know why they resorted to lying to me.”
“Yes, madam.”
Eleanor concealed her burner phone under her pillow before sitting up cautiously. Her toe barely touched the floor when the door connecting her room to Aunt Ling’s room swung open.
“Privacy is really not a thing for her,” she grumbled.