Was this reasonable?
The car slowly came to a stop. Fu Qian looked at the hotel beside them, speechless.
When Torrance said they should take a break, Fu Qian had assumed he was planning to find a motel or somewhere similar to rest for a while.
But the building before him was probably as large as several football fields.
And it had a full five stories, standing there like a small castle.
To find such a colossal building in the middle of nowhere was jarringly out of place, no matter how he looked at it.
Unfortunately, the Torrance couple seemed completely unaware of that. They practically couldn't wait to park the car.
After entering the brightly lit hotel lobby, they both looked relieved.
The hotel's interior seemed quite luxurious, with antique furnishings and gold decorations. Everywhere he looked, there was a dazzling mix of gold and red.
The Torrance couple were captivated almost instantly, while Fu Qian quietly followed at the rear of the group, keeping an eye on Violetta's reaction.
After getting out of the car, the girl still hadn't said a word. But her eyes were much livelier now, darting this way and that as she was clearly drawn to the opulent decor.
It felt like she was already on the verge of forgetting that she was looking for her mother.
Fu Qian shook his head.
Too bad she could forget, but he couldn't.
His task was to help her find "Mom's room," and so far he hadn't found any clear clues.
If this really was the story of Snow White, the queen in the original tale had died long ago. He couldn't think of any useful information there.
Fu Qian rubbed his chin.
Of course, in an older version, the woman who grew jealous and hunted Snow