97.Chapter 97

Beatrice spotted Valerie first. Her warm smile vanished in an instant. "Valerie?"

At Beatrice's voice, everyone's heads whipped toward the elevator doors.

There stood a stunning woman in a simple t-shirt and jeans, a backpack slung over her shoulder. Her high ponytail revealed sharp features, smooth skin, and eyes that held a perfect mix of cool detachment and raw defiance.

"Valerie, what are you