"I think I left my phone in Mr. Lee's room, can you follow me along?" Elaine asked, still sounding terrified, the memories of her piercing bottles into Mr. Lee in defense was something that traumatized her. "Please?" she added just in case there would be a refusal.
"Sure, of course, lead the way," he said gesturing at the door with his hands.
They left the room, going down the hallway with people taking glimpses at Elaine's disheveled look, having the wrong thoughts in my since they saw her coming out of the hotel room with Micheal.
'So shameless, why didn't she try to look decent at least before leaving the room with her customer' a woman whispered to the other lady who was walking beside her down the hall,
crossing paths with Elaine and Micheal. The Lady glared at Elaine making her cower behind Michael.
