Mr. Harper noticed the change in his grandson's expression and sneered, "Some people are just fickle-minded and can never change. She was like that before, how could she possibly become better now?"
As soon as Mr. Harper finished speaking, a curious onlooker passing by the balcony suddenly exclaimed to someone else about some gossip they had just heard.
"Have you heard? There's big news in the hotel room upstairs."
"What kind of news?" The other person asked curiously, looking very eager to know.
The first person immediately replied, "Someone just saw Mrs. Harper going into a room with a man. They're probably still inside doing who knows what!"
A woman standing nearby overheard this and couldn't help but interject with curiosity.
"Today there are two Mrs. Harpers here, which one are you talking about?"
Elliot stood on the balcony with his hand clenched tightly at his side while the temperature around him dropped suddenly to freezing point upon hearing this conversation outside.
The voices from outside continued.
"It can only be one of them."
Just as that voice trailed off, another voice chimed in saying, "She left before because she was fickle-minded; I didn't expect her to come back and do something like this again! She really doesn't care about Mr. Harper at all."
"Well, maybe she has better options now; who cares about Mr. Harper anyway!"
"Let's go check it out!"
As their voices faded away into distance, Elliot's face turned dark.
His lips tightened into a line as he wished he could rush over there right now to verify if it was Rose or not, even though he believed in her deep down inside that she wasn't that kind of person.
But once suspicion takes root within someone's heart, it will continue growing until they start doubting everything around them.
Old Mr. Harper standing beside him had noticed Elliot's anxiety; His eyes grew darker as he continued fueling the fire by saying, "Elliot, go see for yourself if your precious woman is cheating on you again."
Upon hearing these words, Elliot felt an icy chill run through him, causing pain in his chest like a heavy stone weighing down on him.
He pursed his lips tightly together for a moment, then finally turned towards the hotel room upstairs where Rose might be staying.
Standing outside on the balcony, old Mr. Harper watched his departing figure with deep and meaningful eyes.
At this moment, old Mr. Harper suddenly had a feeling of great accomplishment, feeling that victory was within reach.
He leaned on his cane and followed Elliot slowly, heading towards the prepared room upstairs.
As for the guests in the banquet hall, they also followed up to watch the show after hearing the clamor of those few people just now.
...
Ten minutes later, a large group of people appeared at the door of room 888.
A group of people standing at the door heard the sound of moans coming from the room, and Elliot's face immediately turned even darker.
'Rose, how dare you!'
His hand by his side tightened, and his eyes were filled with a crimson hue.
At this moment, the people standing behind Elliot looked at each other in confusion and couldn't help but start talking.
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