"If that's the case, I'll have to call the security guard."
"Open the door, I only have one thing to say!"
"You can say it through the door."
"Are you scared?"
"Using provocation tactics repeatedly is boring."
"The clothes are on you. If you don't agree, I can't take them off. If you don't open the door, starting from tomorrow, you might regret... be curious... What if that night, I opened the door, what would the outcome be? What did that man want to say to me, who exactly is he... what does he do... these kinds of questions. Think about it, is it better to open the door and find out, or hide behind it like a turtle, curious for a lifetime... I think you'll make the right choice."
Olivia Parker smiled and opened the door, leaning against the door frame with her arms crossed, looking at the man outside, who was also just wearing a bathrobe.
"Go ahead, what is it?"
