Chapter 24 - THE FIRST NIGHT UNDER HER OWN NAMEAfter one year, I stayed at the Bellmont Crown for the first time.
I paid the publicly listed rate.
The presidential suite remained closed during renovation.
I chose an ordinary room on the eighth floor.
No one called me Miss Marlowe unless the conversation required it.
At midnight, I walked through the quiet lobby.
The marble where Genevieve dragged me had been repaired.
No mark remained.
My palms still carried faint scars.
A cleaner polished the floor.
I moved aside for her cart.
She looked surprised.
Power often revealed itself through who expected whom to move.
I asked about the night shift.
She told me the new schedule was better.
Not perfect.
May you like
Better.
That mattered more than sleeping in a room bearing my family crest.
