Chapter 259: Chapter 259
Cameron Grant followed Jonah Hansen all the way, only to see him take a perfume-like bottle from someone.
"Sir, this granular one is for men, the spray is for women." The man said to Jonah Hansen with a respectful and jovial tone.
"Got it, no side effects, right?" Jonah Hansen looked at the item in his hand, his gaze sharp yet a bit hesitant as he asked.
"Rest assured, sir, these are specialized items, absolutely no issues. Otherwise, how could it be worth the price? Many dignitaries with statuses like yours get their goods from me." The man nodded, speaking in a flattering manner.
Upon hearing this, Jonah Hansen finally relaxed, stuffed the medicine bottle into his pocket, and strode away.
Jonah Hansen returned to the banquet hall, took a glass of juice from the table, and then went to a corner where he quickly swallowed the medicine. He sprayed a little of the perfume on his collar. Updates are released by Nove1Fire.net
Looking around, Jonah Hansen put down the wine glass, lifted his leg, about to head upstairs.
Seeing this, Cameron Grant quickly followed, pretending to dial Quinn Lockwood Group’s phone number on his mobile: "Hello, Savannah, which room are you in?"
"204, right? You’re resting? Then I won’t disturb you for now."
Jonah Hansen’s pace slowed down upon hearing Cameron Grant mentioning Quinn Lockwood’s name.
A hint of doubt flashed across his clean-cut face, and then he quickly walked upstairs.
He had clearly found out that Quinn Lockwood was in room 207, could he have made a mistake?
"You’re here?" Upon hearing the door close, Ariana Lynch saw Jonah Hansen walking towards the bed, lazily raising her eyelids to ask.
Seeing Ariana Lynch on the bed, Jonah Hansen halted in surprise, but then proceeded towards her.
"Brother, you should go first, leave the rest to me." Quinn Lockwood gratefully patted Cameron Grant on the shoulder.
"I’ll go meet Elias, he’s still waiting for me. If anything happens, contact me anytime." Cameron Grant glanced worriedly at Quinn Lockwood and headed upstairs.
Taking a deep breath, Quinn Lockwood’s gaze turned cold as she looked at the door of room 204, slightly curling her lips.
It’s you who were ruthless in the first place, I’m just using one’s own methods against them.
Seemingly a bit panicked, Quinn Lockwood ran downstairs, muttering to herself, "Scared to death, scared to death."
"What happened? What’s the matter?" People in the banquet hall, seeing Quinn Lockwood with a conflicted expression running down, curiously inquired.
"I changed my clothes and rested for a while, felt a bit thirsty and went out to find water. Who knew that as soon as I left the room, I heard a woman screaming. I... I’ve heard ghost stories about the hotel, I’m scared." Quinn Lockwood visibly shrank, trembling slightly.
Ladies and socialites nearby exchanged glances, their faces suddenly turning pale.
They knew the banquet had just begun filming, and soon they would change into new dresses and styles in the restroom. If there really was a ghost...
Quinn Lockwood’s severe trembling didn’t seem like she was lying.
After some discussion among those present, they decided to go upstairs together. Even the men accompanied their partners there.
If something really happened later, none of them could bear the consequences.
Moreover, there were so many of them, it was hard to believe they wouldn’t catch the ’female ghost’.
The group tiptoed upstairs, and as they approached Quinn Lockwood’s room, they indeed heard vague moaning from a woman.
"I’m scared." A young lady from an overseas enterprise clutched her friend’s arm in fear.
Quinn Lockwood tightly pressed her lips together, looking at the people behind her for help. Seeing them nod encouragingly, she took a deep breath and walked towards the source of the sound.
When they saw the two people in the room, the few people at the door simultaneously let out screams.
"What’s happening?" Jonah Hansen looked towards the door. Upon seeing the few young ladies and Quinn Lockwood with flushed faces, he suddenly stiffened.
"Out, out, ah—you, up." Ariana Lynch hastily pulled the quilt around herself, even kicking Jonah Hansen’s leg.
A woman hurried over to shut the door while other women quickly dragged the frightened young ladies and Quinn Lockwood away.
"Young people these days are... just crazy." A gorgeously dressed lady sorted her hair, speaking with a hint of sarcasm.
Quinn Lockwood tightly pursed her lips, kept her head low, seemingly intimidated by the scene just now.
Returning to the banquet hall, the gentlemen were chatting with their business partners as if nothing had happened, while the ladies elegantly held wine glasses, ambiguously commenting on the scene they had just witnessed.
Quinn Lockwood and the young ladies sat on one side, her lips barely forming a slight smile.
Meanwhile, in room 204...
"Damn it, do you even realize where this is?" Ariana Lynch pointed at Jonah Hansen, cursing up a storm.