With that said, Shania's face reddened slightly.
However, she knew she would have her own room if they went to a hotel.
Neither Sean nor Uriah would ever lay hands on her.
"A hotel... It seems to be the only way."
Sean thought about it and agreed.
Uriah took out his phone to text the staff at the mayor's residence, notifying them that Shania would not be returning for the night, and headed to a nearby hotel with Shania and Sean.
Sean ordered three rooms—one for each of them.
Shania's room was in the middle, while Uriah's room was on the left, and Sean's was the other on the right.
The arrangement was to prevent accidents.
There should not be any accidents, but Sean and Uriah, who lived on both sides of the street, could rescue Shania in time in case of one.
That way, Shania would be safe from danger.
After entering his room, Sean locked the door behind him and went to the bathroom to shower.
Although it was not the most luxurious presidential suite and was only a deluxe room, the rooms had good facilities.
Air conditioner, TV, computer, refrigerator—you name it.
After Sean showered, he wrapped himself in a towel and turned on the TV.
Sean was not a fan of TV dramas, so Dorodo's local TV news was playing on the TV.
Dorodo's living standard was on the news, but questions about the poor did not appear. The problem of the poor had been Dorodo's problem for a long time and had never been effectively solved.
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