Before Marilyn could explain the situation, the manager uttered, “Mrs. Stones, the employees of Paradise Hotel are all very responsible. Since these two individuals could get into the hotel and arrive on the sixty-sixth floor, our staff members had already given them clearance. Besides, Paradise Hotel prioritizes the consumers. In the event that these two individuals had sneaked in without invitation cards, we would punish the employee who had been careless with their job.”

To Marilyn's surprise, the manager did not even bother asking Harold and her to show their invitation cards.

“But—” Sylvena wanted to make a case, but the manager interrupted her speech.

“I think everyone here is a member of Paradise Hotel, and I bet everyone here is eager to find out what is on the sixty-sixth floor. After all, we have never opened it to the public. Now, let us find out what is inside!”

With that, the manager ignored Sylvena, walked up to a futuristic door, scanned his corneas on the monitor, and opened the door.

Sylvena was utterly embarrassed when the manager ignored her. She felt even more upset when she saw the smug look on Marilyn's face.

However, she could do nothing about it other than complain to her husband, Ewan. She was asking him to get Harold and Marilyn kicked out.

At that time, no one was interested in what she was trying to do. Instead, everyone was looking forward to finding out what exactly was on the sixty-sixth floor.

When they saw the futuristic door, they were all expecting to see a room filled with high-tech gadgets.


After the futuristic door was opened, however, everyone was stunned by the scene before their eyes.

There was another door inside.

Moreover, there was a world of difference between the door before their eyes and the futuristic door.

The door they were looking at was an old wooden door that looked like one of the doors of those dilapidated houses in the slums.

Compared to the technologically advanced door, this wooden door looked as though it had been there for ages.

“What?”

Everyone at the scene was looking at the manager in bafflement.

Meanwhile, Harold was just as taken aback as the others. However, he did not look confused. Instead, he was tearing up. I know that door!

Memories from when he ran away from home and made a living for himself came rushing back at once.

That door belonged to the house he, Quintus, and Quintus' sister had rented in the slums back then.

Upon seeing that door, Harold could not help imagining what was hidden behind it.

“Calm down, everyone. I will open the door soon.” The manager looked at the puzzled crowd, took out another old-fashioned key, and prepared to open the old wooden door.

Right when the manager was about to open the door, Harold suddenly said, “Let me do it!”

The manager turned toward Harold and hesitated.

While the manager was still hesitating, Harold took the key off the manager's grip.
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