Stephen and Julian were set to stay in a fancy hotel as per the host organization's arrangements.

As they were going through the check-in procedures at the front desk, a sickly, pale hand snaked past Stephen and landed lightly on the countertop, passing an ID to the desk agent.

Stephen shot a glance to his side before knitting his brows together into a frown.

Was that Caleb Turner?

Why had the heir of Turner Tech, who'd disappeared for one full year, suddenly reappeared in the lobby of this particular hotel?

Caleb's lips curled into a smirk upon sensing Stephen's gaze. He said seriously, "If you keep glancing at me like that, I might think that you've set your sights on me."

Naturally, Stephen was left speechless. His eyes hardened immediately; Caleb was just as irritating as before.

Caleb tilted his body heavily to one side before leaning against the front desk, a hint of a smile sparkling in his enchanting eyes. Surprisingly, those eyes were capable of seducing any poor soul w