"What's your room?" Jose's words made Carette a little confused.

"Well, I didn't rent the same apartment again, but rented room 601 of this hotel. ”

601！

Carreta remembers the room she used to live in, and it was full of memories......

"Jose ......"

"You finally stop calling me 'Mr. Jose'......"

Jose stared at her pretty, unnatural-looking face, two thin lips that drew a deeper arc.

"Honestly, Carret, I don't know how many more guests stayed in that room after you moved out, but I could still feel your breath as soon as I stepped in......"

"Jose, don't talk about it anymore!"

Ignoring Carrete's low cry of pain, José continued to concentrate on his ambiguous voice:

"It's a wisp of fragrance, a unique smell of your skin and long hair, and I still can't let go of the memories of that past......"

"Don't ...... Please don't say any more!"

"Kareta, if I continue to pursue you now, will you ever come back to me?"

"You...... Are you kidding......"

Karete's eyes widened in disbelief, and she didn't move.

"I'm not kidding, I know how bad my former self was, and it's wooden and boring compared to what I am now. Do you like me the way I look now?"

José picked up Carret's left hand as he spoke, and was about to admire the trick, but she quickly withdrew it.

Frightened, Carette caught a glimpse of two young waiters whispering next to each other at the diagonal bar, occasionally turning her head to look at her and Jose's place.

Carreta didn't want to cause further misunderstandings, and she was determined to leave immediately, without further delay.

"Jose, I'm sorry, I have to go back. ”

"Don't you like it? I'm just pulling your hand, and I'm not insulting you, is your expression so exaggerated? We used to be the closest couple!"

Opposite her, Jose looked calm and spoke in a casual tone. It was clear that he was indifferent to the trouble that his abrupt actions had caused to Karetta.

This contemptuous attitude finally aroused Carette's disgust, but she did not like him badly.

Although he had become a stranger when he returned, he was Jose after all!

Kareta suppressed her impatient mood and frowned slightly:

"Jose, you should know that your senior and I are about to get married. If you really want to be friends with me, you shouldn't be!"

The two pairs of eyes confronted each other in silence. After a few seconds, Jose moved his body, then lifted Erlang's legs, and his silent smile became more and more wild.

"Weddings? It's all a shadowless thing, isn't it?

“...... Jose ...... What are you talking about?"

Carret's eyes remained motionless as she looked at José, and she instinctively sensed that something was not quite right with him at this point.

An unusual aura was faintly seeping from his body to the outside world, making her feel a sense of familiarity, but also as if she was in the extreme cold, and her whole body shivered uncontrollably......

Athens, Sofitel Hotel, Xihualang Restaurant -

Demos and a group of fellow artists gathered for lunch, and after lunch, they left for their rooms.

When he got on the elevator, there happened to be a female reporter in a professional skirt standing next to him.

"Blake, how are you doing?"

Because they knew each other, she was the first to greet Demos.

"Maya, such a coincidence?"

Demos tilted his head and smiled politely at her.

"On the first day of the opening ceremony, our media agency also had an interview task. I had no choice but to come and run in person. ”

"It's really hard......"

After the elevator stopped on the corresponding floor, Demos walked out of the car with the crowd and found the female reporter named Maya walking out behind him.

"What? your room is on this floor too?" Demos wondered.

If memory serves, this floor is reserved for members of the Art Society, and the rooms for news media reporters are either upstairs or downstairs.

The female reporter smiled mysteriously at him:

"Just wanted to have a chat with you and it won't take up too much of your time. What's the matter? Have you been so busy lately? I can't see you in the nightclub at all. ”

"Huh...... It's busy......" Demos chuckled dryly, perfunctorily.

This woman is the same female journalist who attended his engagement with Kareta a few days ago and discussed Karete's suspicious identity to some male guests on the cruise ship, and is now working for the "Coffee Point" media club.

Her first acquaintance with Demos was in a nightclub in downtown Athens.

Like many older female white-collar workers with no family background, this female reporter also has Cinderella's wish, eager to catch a handsome and wealthy golden beetle son-in-law one day, so as to realize the dream of becoming a gorgeous Mrs. Kuo.

Therefore, at that time, she was still single and frequently went to nightclubs, and the handsome, handsome and generous Demos naturally became her first target.

In order to win his favor, she really worked hard at that time. From throwing himself into his arms to fighting and pretending to be drunk, until he finally took the initiative to scare away Demos.

To be honest, in Demos's opinion, this scheming of human identity ~ really can't be considered his dish. Even if he had a one-night stand, with her mediocre appearance and equally mediocre figure, he couldn't have the slightest physiological reaction.

After about half a month of indifference, the female reporter finally became wise and had no hope for Demos's people and his fortune.

Now that they met again, seeing her coming after her, Demos thought what she was going to do, so he didn't think about inviting her to tea or simply going into his room to sit down.

Because he had a conflict with a reporter from their club at the South End villa, Demos no longer had a good impression of all the reporters in that media agency.

In this way, he and the female reporter stood in the hallway of the floor and talked.

"What are you busy with, it's just because you're engaged, and you're too strict with the bride-to-be to go crazy again, right?"

The female reporter named Maya raises an eyebrow and mercilessly exposes Demos's lies to her face.

"How can there be ......?"

"By the way, where is your bride-to-be?

The female reporter's two phoenix-eyed thieves stared at Demos, quietly observing the change in the expression on his handsome face.

"Kareta is still in the villa, and will come in the evening when the drinking party begins. When the time comes, I'll introduce you to you. ”

Demos was already very annoyed in his heart, and the woman in front of him was a reporter, and he still had to be patient and chatter.

But at this moment, he was also thinking about what reason to avoid her and go back to his room.

The female reporter was smart enough to see that Demos was prevaricating her, but she didn't express any displeasure about it.

She curled her lips again, smiling with a charm.

"Is this good? You can come out and be busy with business by yourself, and leave such a young and beautiful girl alone in the big empty villa, it is really reassuring!"

"You...... What are you talking about!" Demos laughed a little.

God knows what kind of moth this old fighter in front of him is going to come out!

The female reporter didn't answer immediately, her expression turned and her brows tightened, and two sharp eyes stared at Demos's heroic face, and then, the edge like cold lightning gradually flew away.

"Actually, as a full-time reporter, I shouldn't have come to you to break this story......

Her face sank, and she no longer showed her previous strength.

Demos looked a little nervous. Although he also suspected that she was playing a prank again, that tangled demeanor was indeed worth noting.

"Maya, what the hell is wrong?"

"Blake, you know that I used to admire you, and although I was not as fortunate as your bride-to-be, I still regarded you as a good friend. I don't want to believe that the lucky one you have chosen from among the many girls is like that, and I don't want her to ruin your reputation. ”

"What are you talking about!" Demos listened in surprise and anger.

Angry because he could hear that she was targeting Karet, which he couldn't tolerate. Surprised, because he couldn't quite understand where her babbling words were pointing.

The female reporter bowed her head and was silent for a few seconds, then looked up at Demos again.

"Grand Bretagne, Blake should be familiar with it, right?"

“...... I don't understand what you're talking about!"

Demos's heart beat faster, and the sound of a speeding jump made a series of muffled drums in his chest.

How could he not be familiar with it, it was where Kareta had been living before she moved into his villa. It's just that now he didn't know what the female reporter's intention was to move out of the name of the hotel rashly, so he pretended not to know.

"Okay, I'll tell you!"

The female reporter's expression looked helpless, and she used the middle finger of her right hand to snort her forehead and then said:

"Our club received a mysterious report early in the morning that your bride-to-be will be in room 601 of that hotel today...... Tryst with her ex-boyfriend. So early in the morning, my colleague ...... I've already gone over there to step on it. I believe that in order to maximize profits, this guy who sells intelligence will also release the news to other media......"

"What are you kidding—"

Before the female reporter could finish speaking, Demos was furious, and let out a loud slap to cut off her statement.

He stared at the female reporter with round eyes, and took a few heavy breaths before saying:

"I see that your group of reporters has not been cleaned up for two days and you want to find fault and make trouble, right? One art festival is not enough for you to be busy!"

"You told me to tell you all now! Why are you angry with me again!"

The female reporter looked at the beautiful man in front of her and showed her a fierce look of wanting to eat people, she couldn't help but be aggrieved and afraid, and complained loudly with two red eyes.

"I'm telling you, there's no way Kareta could have done that-"

"Okay! If you don't believe me, I'll just say nothing! Anyway, in private, I don't want that kind of disgrace to happen to you!"

After the female reporter finished speaking, she ignored Demoss, wiped the corners of her eyes and sniffed, walked to the elevator room and pressed the downward button twice, and then stepped into the car when the electric door opened.

With an angry look on his face, Demos stared at the two doors of the elevator tightly before walking to his room.

Pulling out his key card from his coat pocket and inserting it into the card slot, Demos pushed the door open and walked into the room.

In the large room-style room, Noah greeted him with a smile when he saw his master returning.

Seeing that Demos walked past him with a cold face and didn't say anything, Noah was also very acquainted, and began to pack up the things he brought, not daring to provoke him again.

Demos took off his fine tuxedo and tossed it aside, bent over on the single sofa.

At this time, he was concentrating on every word that the female reporter Maya had said.

There is no doubt that no matter how tricky she is, it is impossible for her to joke with him about that kind of thing. Because once she is viciously complained or charged, if the charges are true, not only will her job be lost, but it will be difficult for her to continue in the journalist industry with a stain in the future.

But it's too much of a coincidence, isn't it-

Carret's ex-boyfriend, isn't that Jose-

In the morning, when I met his mentor, Professor Eugene, I learned about his secret return to Greece, and in the afternoon there was such a terrible wind......

Demos wrinkled his eyebrows and said nothing, his glowing black eyes staring at the phone clutched in his right palm.

I also felt uneasy when I heard the news of Jose's return, and when I contacted Carette, I finally felt at ease when I learned that she was in the villa in the South End.

At this moment, he wanted to call Kareta again, but after several contradictions, he finally did not take action.

The unprecedented feeling of panic invaded ~ Demos's body and mind, and his breathing became more and more rapid and heavier.

He knew that the reason why he began to feel panicked was that he was inclined to believe in those things that caught the wind and shadows......