Violette Jules changed out of her swimsuit into a simple and modest tracksuit, her hair tied up into a bun.
The two of them put on their masks, walked out of the sports center, and hailed a taxi toward a popular and affordable hot pot restaurant in Floral City.
Yolanda Hot Pot Restaurant.
As they entered, they were greeted by a wave of heat. Looking around, they saw that nearly every seat in the main hall was taken, bustling with business.
Caroline Edwin called over a waiter to inquire about private rooms, only to learn that all the rooms upstairs were full.
At that moment, a table in the corner finished their meal and stood up to pay.
Caroline Edwin stepped forward with a stride, "Let's go, take that seat."
Violette Jules followed close behind, looking at the booming business in the restaurant and feeling a bit worried.
With so many people, would there be trouble getting out if their identities were discovered?
