The sound of crying was indeed familiar.
Quinn lowered his head and exchanged a glance with Lauren and both of them spoke simultaneously.
"It's the woman who cried in the hotel room the other day."
"It's Cynthia Finley."
It seemed like Cynthia was the one who came down earlier than them.
"Pauline, I really can't take it anymore. I have to endure their torture every day. They are so picky with food. I can't sleep at night, and I have nightmares about them every night."
Pauline Walker!
Quinn thought to himself, I'm not ready to face Pauline yet!
"I've already told you these precautions. Since you agreed to it back then, you have to endure the torture now. And if they're not satisfied, it's definitely because you didn't serve them well."
The signboard hanging on Cynthia's room had the words "YH" written on it.
Lauren placed her hand on the doorknob, and was about to open the door to take a look, but was stopped by Quinn.
