"Who still smokes these old-fashioned cigarettes these days?" Atlas exclaimed in surprise.
Mirabella didn't respond to Atlas, merely moving her fingers to hold the cigarette holder in her hand, her gaze lowered. After a few seconds, she suddenly stood up, looking around.
When she had arrived, the cigarette holder hadn't been at her feet, which meant someone had deliberately dropped it there... and the only person who had passed by her was the janitor, Marian.
After scanning the area, Mirabella's gaze finally landed on the figure of Marian, pushing a trash cart away in the distance. She paused for a moment, then quickly said to Atlas, "Atlas, wait for me here, I'm going to the restroom."
With that, she walked out of the VIP lounge.
Atlas watched Mirabella leave, a trace of confusion in his eyes.
Something seemed off with Miss Mira, especially after she saw the cloth bag he had picked up; her behavior was noticeably odd.
Although it was strange, Atlas didn't follow her, opting instead to sit down and wait on the lounge chair.
*
Meanwhile, Mirabella had left the VIP area, managing to follow Marian. However, she quickly lost sight of her due to the bustling crowd, and the person disappeared.
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