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With that said, Shania's face reddened slightly. However, she knew she would
have her own room if they went to a hotel.

Neither Sean nor Uriah would ever lay hands on her.

"A hotel... Okay... It seems to be the only way," Sean thought about it and agreed.
Uriah took out his phone to text the staff at the mayor's residence, notifying them
that Shania would not be returning for the night, and headed to a nearby hotel
with Shania and Sean.

Sean ordered three rooms, one for each of them.

Shania's room was in the middle, while Uriah's room was on the left, and Sean's
was the other on the right.

The arrangement was to prevent accidents. There should not be any accidents,
but Sean and Uriah, who lived on both sides of the street, could rescue Shania in
time in case of one. That way, Shania would be safe from danger.

After entering his room, Sean locked the door behind him and went to the
bathroom to shower. Although it was not the most luxurious presidential suite and
was only a deluxe room, the rooms had good facilities.

Air conditioner, TV, computer, refrigerator.

After Sean showered, he wrapped himself in a towel and turned on the TV.

Sean was not a fan of TV dramas, so Dorodo's local TV news was playing on the
TV.

Dorodo's living standard was on the news, but questions about the poor did not
appear. The problem of the poor had been Dorodo's problem for a long time and
had never been effectively solved.

News programs used to show this news in the past, but such news were no
longer seen for some reason.

Sean took a sip of beer. The cold taste of beer slightly burned as it entered his
throat, but it did not matter to him.

He pulled out his phone, texted Zander to tell him he would not return to the base
tonight and got ready for bed. However, there was suddenly a knock at the door.
Knock, knock!

Knock, knock, knock!

Sean looked toward the door in confusion and asked, "Uriah?"

Sean thought Uriah had come looking for him. However, the person outside the
door did not answer but kept knocking.

Knock, knock, knock!

Is it Shania?

How could Shania be looking for me at this time of day?

Sean found it strange, but he went to the door and opened it.

As soon as the door opened, mild shock appeared on Sean's face because it
was not Shania or Uriah but a young girl in a skimpy outfit.

The girl was so young that she looked like she had not yet turned eighteen. She
exuded youth from head to toe, and there was even something childish about
her. However, she wore heavy makeup with purple eyeshadow and heavy blush,
which looked out of place.

"Who are you? Who are you looking for?" Sean asked.

The young girl was instantly shocked after glancing at Sean, who was wearing
only a towel.