It was already dawn. Andrea opened her eyes. Her hands were still tied, but her eyes uncovered.
She could see the ceiling which was decorated with colorful and beautiful flowers. It looked very exotic.
Andrea tried to smell it carefully and found it feels like a kind of traditional Chinese herbal medicine.
Accordingly, the bedsheets and mattress were also embroidered with bright flower totems. It fitted the ceiling perfectly.
“Where I am?” Andrea was wandering.
“It is not like B country style, nor the City."
Andrea sat up and had a look. Telling from the decoration, furnishings, and bedsheets, it looked like a place for rich men.
Therefore, Andrea presumed that it was almost impossible to be kidnapped.
She guessed that she was still in the presidential palace.
Andrea wasn’t sure.
