Camellia's POV
I grabbed my phone and saw an incoming call from Ruiosent.
Puzzled, I answered, hearing a gentle female voice.
"Miss Sanders, I'm Judy. I found the scarf you left at the restaurant and I'm about to bring it to you. May I know your room number?"
Scarf?
I hadn't worn one tonight.
I replied, "I didn't wear a scarf tonight. You must be mistaken."
"I won't be, Miss Sanders. You'll see when you get it," she insisted.
I instantly grasped her real intention.
They likely had issues with their pharmaceutical raw materials and were trying to bribe me.
I lowered my eyes, thought for a few seconds, then said, "Alright, I'm in room 802. Just come over, Miss Marshall."
Soon, Judy arrived.
I opened the door, let her in, and she handed me a bag with a smile. "Miss Sanders, here's
