The receptionist dialed Justin's room using the front desk phone, but no one picked up.

"I'm sorry, miss. The guest is not answering. He may not be in his room."

Rosalie panicked. "Justin, where are you?"

"Check the surveillance footage," Rosalie immediately told the receptionist. "Please, pull up the footage. I need to see where he went."

"I'm sorry, miss. We can't provide access to our hotel's surveillance footage to unauthorized persons. If you can't reach your friend, you should call the police. If law enforcement requests the footage, we will provide it to them."

Rosalie hesitated. Her first instinct was indeed to call the police, but she was worried as Justin's identity was complicated.

She stumbled out of the hotel entrance, took out her phone, and called him again and again.

By the sixth call, Rosalie collapsed to the ground, crying uncontrollably.

How could you lie to me? You swore! You're a liar! You never keep your

a familiar voice sounded above her.

the voice, Rosalie lifted her

in shock.

"Why are you sitting here? Did someone bully you? Tell

glanced around, trying to find the person who

of emotions-surprise, relief, and anger. Suppressing her fury, she said, "Yes, someone bullied

frowned, deeply concerned. "Who bullied you? Tell

fists and landed a

ask what he had done, but then he put the pieces together. Rosalie had

sorry. I just

noticed someone following him. He had chased the person for quite a distance and eventually caught them. The

assumed the man

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