With these thoughts, Yun Ya opened the suitcase she had brought with her, which contained only a few clothes and some simple toiletries. She took a towel, pajamas, and her toiletries and went into the bathroom.
Soon, the sound of the shower spraying water came from inside.
The door quietly opened a crack, and Ah Huan peeked in the direction of the bathroom before she carefully walked in. She rummaged through Yun Ya's bag, stuffed the wallet into her pocket, and prepared to leave—then, glancing at the cellphone on the coffee table, she thought for a moment and grabbed it as well.
After all, this was what the lady herself had asked her to do; she wasn't a thief.
Yun Ya, drying her hair, emerged from the bathroom and noticed her disturbed bag and the missing cellphone on the coffee table, her red lips curving into a slight smile.
Some people just wouldn't learn their lesson until they saw their own coffin.
