Dante couldn’t shake the image of Natalie in his head. He kept thinking about why she was lying on his bed and acting pathetic. Should he call her?

 

“No.” Dante shook his head. He suddenly thought of something else and quickly called Alex.

 

“Natalie’s going to Los Angeles tomorrow. Take the opportunity to install surveillance cameras in the penthouse. Don’t be conspicuous! I don’t want her to notice,” Dante told Alex.

 

“Are you sure?” Alex asked. Inside Dante’s luxurious and expensive penthouse, there were no surveillance cameras. Why? Because Dante had rarely occupied it in the past and the building’s security was good.

 

There was nothing particularly valuable or important...