After dinner, Elliana Lyle was escorted back to her room, and the previously damaged door had been replaced with a brand new white-painted wooden door.
After closing the door, she quickly walked to the bathroom, looked around, and then unfolded the crumpled note in her hand.
"Miss Lyle, I am a journalist and a friend of Andrew Hue. I learned from Mr. Hue about your disappearance and never expected to meet you here."
A simple piece of English, she read it twice, then cautiously looked around before quickly turning on the faucet, soaking the paper and finally kneading it into pulp bit by bit.
The bits of pulp were also washed down the drain along with the water.
So the butler was a journalist and knew Andrew.
At this moment, her heartbeat accelerated. What should she do? What could she do to help the butler?
Perhaps what she was thinking was... could the butler take her away from this place?
