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... room, yet Julian Lawson still stood there.
His eyes were bloodshot, staring intently at the tightly closed private room door.
The cleaner, delighted with the tip, had just finished sweeping up the shards and was now mopping the floor.
"Please, lift your feet," the cleaner said.
"The room I reserved is right next door." Ian Yates, seeing Julian Lawson was angry, said from the side, "I don’t think they’ll come out anytime soon, let’s wait next door."
Only th ...
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