"I'll take you to get this sorted." Romeo cradled her in his arms as he made his way to another penthouse suite.
The manager on duty on that floor caught sight of them, his eyes bulging in surprise. Mr. McMillian was rumored to be a private man, so it was quite a shock to see him so affectionate with a young girl.
Could the whispers be true? Was Mr. McMillian secretly dating someone?
Was this girl the one he was rumored to be dating?
She didn't look more than seventeen or eighteen, probably still in high school.
Mr. McMillian certainly didn't seem to mind.
Not having time to contemplate the situation further, the manager hastily walked over to them, pulling out his master key card to unlock another suite.
"Fetch the first-aid kit," Romeo instructed, his voice calm.
"Yes, sir."
Only then did the manager notice the faint scratches on the girl's shin. Upon closer inspection, they seemed to be just a few minor cuts, probably from small stones or the like.
