A Touch of Sweetness (Finnick Norton and Vivian William) novel Chapter 2064

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2064

“There’s a crazy bitch yapping outside! She has no sense of propriety at all!”

“Eh, forget her. Let’s just go to sleep. If she doesn’t want to sleep, that’s her business. If she goes overboard, we’ll call the police,” a couple murmured faintly to themselves in the distance. The doors soon shut after a while.

“Ms. Ward, the footage has been erased,” the man timidly replied in a small voice.

Alas, the surveillance tapes had been doctored. Gabriella’s plans were momentarily thrown into disarray. Wait a moment. I’ve practically disabled both Nancy and Joan! It’s impossible that they could have accomplished so much within such a short period of time. Unless… they got help! Realization dawned upon Gabriella.

The heart of the enigma remained, however. Who were they getting help from? And where had they gotten the key? Gabriella had confirmed that there were two keys to the room in total. One was with the receptionist while Gabriella held the other in her hand. There had been no visible damage to the door or the lock. The only reasonable deduction Gabriella could draw from this fact was that Joan and Nancy’s aid had gotten the key from the receptionist.

“Quick, go to the front desk. They’re going to change shifts soon. We have to seek out the receptionist who worked the front desk at that time!” Gabriella raged.

The two men sprinted out of the security control room as if their lives depended on it.

“What do you mean? I don’t understand what you’re saying,” the receptionist said, frowning in response to the harried demands of the two men standing before her.

“Come on. Are you saying that no one came to take the key?” the men yelled, unleashing all the fear and anger he’d kept pent up within him from enduring Gabriella’s abuse.

The receptionist’s no-nonsense face immediately grew white with rage.

She had no clue what these two madmen were going on about. The receptionist took pride in her professionalism and would never have handed the key to any stranger who demanded it. After all, the hotel greatly valued the privacy of its guests.

“Forget it. You won’t be able to get anything out of her,” Gabriella scoffed, sauntering over.

The two men whirled around and looked at her in bewilderment.

“Ms. Ward, what do you mean by that?” they asked curiously.