Chapter 248


    The corridor was fairly bustling with guests, chatting away in small groups.


    This was a circr balcony on the top floor. I scanned the area, finding several multifunctional halls.


    Through the corridor, there were restrooms, lounge areas, changing rooms, an electrical room, and a


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    storage closet.


    I looked down the corridor, catching sight of a few guests sneaking off to the restroom. But there was


    no sign of Jerome or ra, and certainly no sign of Hannah, who had followed them earlier.


    Mildly puzzled, I headed towards the restrooms.


    It had been a while since I had worn heels. Walking was genuinely tiring, especially on the soft carpet.


    It was like walking through sand.


    The further I moved down the corridor, the fewer people there were. The noise from the main hall faded


    to a faint murmur. It was eerily quiet.


    The restroom area was open n, with arge mirror dividing it into two. On the left was the men''s


    room, and on the right was thedies''.


    I stopped by the sink and looked at myself in the mirror. My makeup was untouched, effectively hiding


    any signs of fatigue. It was an understatement to say I was glowing.


    I was particrly pleased with the dress I had chosen for the night. It was understated yet luxurious,


    the perfectplement to my radiantplexion.


    But my focus wasn''t on my appearance. I rinsed my hands under the tap, straining to hear any sounds


    from the restrooms.


    A man entered the restroom area. He saw me and greeted enthusiastically, "Mrs. Dawson!"


    I nodded in response and he entered the men''s room. I was pretty sure that all of the guests knew who


    I was, so his greeting wasn''t surprising.


    I entered the emptydies'' room. After waiting a few minutes to make sure the man had left, I stepped


    back out into the corridor.


    I was puzzled and wondered if they had left the area.


    I stepped out of the restroom and looked down the corridor again. It took a sharp turn, leading to the


    lounges. I wasn''t ready to give up just yet, so I moved further down the corridor. I thought I heard


    voices. I looked back; the restroom was out of sight.


    I hesitated, contemting whether to continue. I could hear faint voices, but they disappeared and


    reappeared unpredictably.


    I leaned against the wall to ease my fatigue and anxiety. I held my breath and listened, but all I could


    hear was my own heartbeat.


    Iughed at myself. There were no voices, just echoes from the main hall.


    Just as I was about to turn around and head back, I heard a low growl. It startled me. The voice was


    deep and muffled, but I couldn''t make out what was being said.


    Chills ran down my spine and goosebumps sprouted on my skin. There were definitely people in there.


    But I had no idea which room they were in.


    I froze, my heart pounding in my chest.


    I managed to calm myself down. I thought, since I''m already here, I might as well check out who''s in


    there. Since someone had growled, it was clear that the situation inside wasn''t cheerful.


    Driven by curiosity, I took a few more steps forward. Sure enough, I could hear voices. "You already


    missed one opportunity! Don''t tell me... give you another chance."


    "I want to see..."


    Two men were speaking. Their words were incoherent and I couldn''t understand what they were


    saying.


    I was confused. Who were they?


    It was definitely not ra.


    "Jerome, don''t you..."


    Jerome? It was definitely Jerome.


    I felt a surge of adrenaline and tiptoed a few steps further in. The voices wereing from one of the


    rooms. I mustered up the courage to get closer.


    "...Use this opportunity, gain momentum, you stupid... someone, dead..." This voice was strange. I


    guessed it was a foreigner speaking in broken English.


    I held my breath and leaned closer. The door wasn''t fully closed. There was a small crack. I dared to


    take a peek inside to see who the other man was.


    Just as I reached out to push the door slightly open, a thunderous sound startled me. I almost let out a


    scream. My foot hit a trash can by the door, making a loud ''thud''.


    "Who''s there?" a voice from inside asked.


    Frightened, I quickly stepped back, but footsteps from inside indicated someone wasing to check


    the door.