Valeria pushed her and stepped out of her Porsche in a retro-styled gown and red stilettos. Pushing her bangs aside, she covered her eyes with black ray ban shades and grabbed her equally red purse.
Checking to see she was set correctly, she strode into the hidden section of a top-rated hotel belonging to the one and only Viola Santoro. She looked consciously at all ends in a look out for those annoying presses.
Ever since the accusation on the Santoro's, the press suddenly thought her interesting enough to be followed around. If they thought they could get her to spill some tea on the Santoro's, they were just foolish. Valerie was the sole definition of faithfulness.
She successfully sneaked into the hotel without being caught and went straight to the room Viola asked her to come to. As she got to the room door, she prepared to knock, but the door opened just before she could.