With that, the group fell silent.
Warren subconsciously raised his head and looked around. When he realized that there were no cameras in the room, he frowned. "Really?"
Maureen also jumped.
She shrank back in fear. "Hubby, if we're being watched, what are they trying to do? I even change my clothes often. Will they see us? Did we meet a pervert?"
Warren took a step forward. "I don't think that's possible. When the Smiths entered, they had a barrier. If we had a surveillance camera on us, it would have sounded an alarm. This was also to protect our family's safety. So how could we be monitored? He… he might be creating a panic to scare us!"
"Really?"
Warren walked around Maureen. He looked at the slightly revealing pajamas she was wearing and coughed. Then, he took out a jacket from the side and draped it over her. "Seriously, even in your own room, you should dress more appropriately!"
Maureen: "…"
