Chapter 182


    How did Julian and Tiffany bring her to this hotel?


    Julian had to be in it together with Tiffany, but if he was present at that time, how could he have let


    Tiffany slip up?


    Aunt Cherrie noted that Charmine was unconvinced with her, thus she continued, “Well, let m e get the


    presidential suite’s manager here to see you. Manager Brown has been in charge of this floor for years,


    and he knows everyone who’s been in and out of it.


    “I only deliver food, but Manager Brown provides guests with extra services, so he must know the


    incident better than me. You can go ahead and ask him to see whether I’m lying to you or


    not.”


    “Alright. If the story checks out, I’ll give you the money.” Charmine kept her card swiftly.


    “Good, good. Still, you shouldn’t disclose the incident to Manager Brown. He’s very strict, and I fear


    that he’d fire me if he finds out.” With that, Aunt Cherrie stood to leave the room.


    Charmine nodded.


    As Aunt Cherrie left, she told her, “Remember: When hees, open the door for him.”


    The door closed shut and the room fell silent.


    Charmine stared at the dishes on the table but found herself without appetite.


    She did not know if Manager Brown would have any clue or if he would echo the same sentiment as


    Aunt Cherrie. While Aunt Cherrie did not appear to be lying, the story did not seem to align.


    What detail did she get wrong?


    Meanwhile, at Royal Banquet Hotel…


    The building was a thousand meters away from Phoenix Hotel, and its presidential suite was o n the


    top floor.


    Anthony stood in front of the window and looked at the luxurious bed in his room. Five years ago-during


    Valentine’s Day-he robbed a girl of her innocence on this very bed. Who was that girl? Why would she


    disappear without a trace and without leaving a single clue in her wake? 1


    Nial was usually quite capable, so why could he not figure this out?


    At this moment, Nial brought in Chris.


    “Brother, I’ve found all the staff who were here five years ago.”


    As he spoke, about ten staff walked in and stood before him, their heads hung low in fear.


    Anthony turned around and stared at the group. He asked coolly, “Five years ago during Valentine’s


    Day, who was the girl in this room?”


    “Mr. Bailey, we really don’t know.”


    Everyone gave the same answer with their gaze downcast in fear.


    Anthony sighed and prodded, “It’d be best if you think before you answer. I have a hungry alligator back


    at home in my pond.”


    Everyone heard this and went pale, their beings shook in fright.This is the property of N?-velDrama.Org.


    Rumor had it that Mr. Bailey was cold-hearted, and he even kept an alligator for a pet. Who would have


    thought the rumor was true?


    What if Anthony Bailey was unhappy with them and fed them to the alligator?


    A female staff member piped up, “Mr. Bailey, I really don’t know who that girl was, but he should know.”


    She pointed at a man standing next to her. Anthony’s gaze darted to the man pointed at.