Jealous
L frowned and she looked left and right when she realized the car brought them into a familiar area. This was the most elite district in Germany where various office buildings, apartments and shopping complexes, and lifestyle centers were located.
The car finally entered the parking lot of the Hotel St. Laurent Berlin and then stop. L turned her head toward London, who seemed indifferent.
"Will we stay at the hotel?" L asked in surprise.
The man sitting next to her just shook his head. "Not the hotel, but the penthouse on the top floor. It's my personal residence."
"Oh ..." L was still amazed to hear the word 'penthouse'. She remembered how luxurious the Presidential Suite she stayed at in London the past week. Surely the penthouse was much more luxurious?
"Lily is already asleep, give her to me so I can carry her," said London, pointing to Lily, who had closed her eyes with her mouth wide open and some milk dripping from the corner of her lips.