Chapter 589 Who the Hell Touched Me?


    She didn’t know who it was–but the marks on her body made one thing clear, it was a man.


    <i>Who </i><i>else </i>could’ve <i>done </i>it, a <i>ghost</i>?


    The more Marie thought about it, the angrier she got. Her fury was already boiling over.


    <b>“</b>You better find that person for me,” she snapped. “Or I swear, I’ll burn this whole hotel down.”


    She was truly about to explode.


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    This was Falvaria, for God’s sake–it was supposed to be the safest ce for her. How could something like this even happen?


    Ste stepped forward. When she heard Marie say she’d been assaulted, then saw her swollen lips, she waspletely stunned.


    Marie grabbed her. “What are you doing here?”


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    “You sounded panicked on the phone. I couldn’t just sit back, so I had someone check where you were.”


    That call had been so jumbled and unclear, it had left Ste deeply worried.


    “What happened exactly?” Ste asked softly.


    Marie snapped, “What do you think happened? I went to sleep in my room, some guy came in and did whatever the hell he wanted, and now this damn hotel’s surveince is broken.“.


    Her voice grew more agitated the more she spoke.


    “Come on, let’s go back to the room. I’ll exin everything there.”


    She still hadn’t showered–she’d rushed to the security office the second she realized what happened, desperate to find out who the bastard was.


    And now the cameras were broken? She was gonna lose her mind.


    Back in the room


    Ste looked around at the mess, her eyesnding on the obvious bloodstains on the bed.


    Then she turned to Marie, expression conflicted. “Wait… was that your first time?”


    “With Dan? Hell no. We were gonna wait until marriage,” Marie said casually.


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    But thinking about how her first time had been stolen like this–random, blurry, and in the dark–she was fuming.


    Ste was shocked. She’d always thought Marie and Dan had been deeply in love back then.


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    Maric downed a ss of water and scoffed. “Now I don’t even know who the hell took my virginity<b>.</b><b>” </b>


    She was furious all over again just saying it out loud.


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    Ste’s gaze dropped to the marks on Marie’s neck–reddened and scattered. “First thing’s first, we need to find out who did it.”


    “Damn right we do.”


    This whole situation was way beyond frustrating.


    “Who brought you back to your roomst night?” Ste asked.


    “Julia. You know her. I called her earlier. She said when she brought me up, the room was empty.”


    Just mentioning it made Marie angrier.


    What the hell had she gotten herself into?


    “And the surveince?” Ste asked.


    “Broken,” Marie gritted out. “And just so happened to break at the perfect time.”


    “Pretty damn convenient,” Ste muttered.


    And she wasn’t wrong–this timing was suspicious as hell.


    Ten minutester-


    The hotel manager returned with the head of security, just like Marie had demanded.


    Ste pulled a gun from her bag and ced it calmly on the coffee table.


    Then she shot a frosty nce at the security officer.


    The moment she pulled that out, both the security guy and the manager went pale.


    Marie’s mouth twitched. “Wait, why are you carrying that thing around?”


    That gun had been a gift from Marie after Ste was kidnapped years ago.


    She hadn’t seen her carry it since then.


    And now, just because of one weird phone call, Ste had shown up with a weapon?


    Marie’s heart softened. <i>This </i><i>girl </i><i>really </i><i>is </i><i>my </i><i>baby </i><i>sister</i>.


    “Ms. Marie,” the manager said nervously, “what’s going on here?”


    They all knew she was with the Dawson family, so his tone was especially cautiousced with visible fear.


    Honestly, they were caught between a rock and a hard ce.


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    Whoever had tampered with the surveince had made it clear: if they so much as breathed a word, they’d


    be dead.


    But now, standing in this room, they knew they wouldn’t walk out alive if they didn’t cooperate either.


    Why was staying alive so damn hard?


    Ste leanedzily against the back of the sofa, one hand unconsciously resting over her lower belly. “Talk. Who deleted the footage?”


    The manager and security guy paled even further.


    Marie whipped her head toward her. “Wait–deleted?”


    <i>You’ve </i><i>got </i>to <i>be </i>kidding <i>me</i><i>. </i>


    <i>They’d </i><i>really </i><i>gone </i><i>that </i><i>far</i>?


    <i>Do </i><i>these </i><i>people </i><i>even </i>know who <i>they </i><i>were </i>messing with<i>? </i>


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