Chapter 96

Clara's POV

Exhausted, with my lunch break nearly over, I returned to the living room. I sat on the couch and peered around the room, trying to find hiding places.

But something felt wrong, right beneath the couch cushions. It felt a bit uneven and slightly uncomfortable with a small bump.

I'd know this because hotel guests have made the weirdest claims. We always had to double-check everything.

Could she be hiding things here? No one expected it.

I jumped off the couch to examine it.

The seating cushions on the couch were loose, and sure enough, there was a phone under it, along with a folder. Who else would keep these items under here unless they had something to hide?

I hurried to search through the folder's contents, but as luck would have it, the doorknob was turning. Someone had arrived.

As much as I wanted to expose Madison, I needed to ensure I wouldn't be seen.

I couldn't take anything because she'd know. With the recent security measures, they'd see my face clearly on the s