Daddy, You Got The Wrong Mommy-Chapter 394: The First Step to Success

Lily Johnson arrived at the twelfth floor.

She looked steadily at Frost Moore’s room for a few seconds, then took a deep breath and headed toward the emergency exit.

Before long, fire alarms started ringing in the corridor.

Lily Johnson emerged from the emergency exit, listening to the clamor upstairs and downstairs, the sound of running, and peeked at Frost Moore’s tightly shut room.

Frost Moore was reading a book when he heard the alarm. He was suddenly stunned and quickly opened the door.

At the same time, the opposite door also opened.

Sarah Moore came out looking panicked, holding her child and accompanied by a nanny.

"Brother, is there a fire?"

"I’m not sure. Let’s leave here first."

Frost Moore looked solemnly at the pale smoke rising in the corridor and protected Sarah Moore as they left.

He didn’t close the door, and after they left, Lily Johnson sneaked into his room.

Downstairs, Frost Moore and Sarah Moore were waiting for news in the lobby with all the guests.

The club manager was greeting the guests after checking.

"Apologies, apologies, the equipment suddenly malfunctioned. After inspection, there was no fire at the club, so everyone can safely return to their rooms."

He knew clearly that this must be Lily Johnson’s little trick.

Quick action.

Upon hearing the manager’s words, the guests complained a bit and confirmed several times with the manager that it was just a false alarm before returning to their rooms.

"Brooke, let’s go back too."

Seeing that everything was fine, Frost Moore said to Sarah Moore.

Sarah Moore nodded and returned to the twelfth floor with Frost Moore.

Frost Moore first accompanied Sarah Moore into her room, checked around, and finding nothing unusual, prepared to return to his room.

The door to his room was open, he paused slightly, with a trace of doubt in his eyes. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Could he have forgotten to close the door when he went out just now?

It must have been too rushed?

Recalling the recent fire incident, Frost Moore became cautious.

Why did a false alarm suddenly happen?

Could someone be taking advantage of the chaos to steal things?

Frost Moore lightened his footsteps and entered the room.

Gently closing the door, he quietly glanced around.

This was a luxurious suite, similar to a two-bedroom house.

Nothing in the room seemed out of place, and there were no signs of rummaging.

Perhaps he was being overly suspicious?

Frost Moore’s heart relaxed slightly. Just as he was about to sit down and continue reading the files, he suddenly noticed a movement at the curtains.

At this moment, the window was not open, so why did the curtain move suddenly?

Frost Moore’s previously relaxed state tensed up again.

He looked around, quietly picked up the fruit knife from the table, and slowly walked toward the curtain.

One step, two steps, until he was close to the curtain, he suddenly pulled it open.

"Who’s there!"

Lily Johnson screamed from behind the curtain, her face full of fear as she looked at Frost Moore.

"Don’t kill me, I’m not a bad person."

The woman’s face had a very noticeable slap mark.

Her hair was messy, and her clothes were disheveled.

Frost Moore fixed his gaze on Lily Johnson’s face, his hand gripping the fruit knife tightening suddenly.

His footsteps shifted slightly, his lips moved, "You..."

"I’m really not a bad person! Please don’t kill me!"

Lily Johnson squatted down suddenly, holding her head and sobbing.

Frost Moore slowly lowered his eyes, looking at the small figure curled into a ball, struggling to swallow saliva, a glint of red appeared in his eyes.

"Don’t be afraid, I won’t hurt you."

She resembled her so much, how could he ever hurt her?

Lily Johnson slowly lifted her eyes, timidly looking at Frost Moore.

Frost Moore calmed his emotions, smiled softly at her, and extended his hand.

Lily Johnson still looked at him timidly, hesitating for a long time before cautiously placing her hand in his palm.

Frost Moore felt his blood boiling all over.

He carefully helped her up, staring steadfastly at the woman’s face, a hint of vague longing crossed his eyes.

"Brother Moore, you look so handsome when you smile."

"Brother Moore, you’re so good to me."

"Brother Moore, don’t be sad. I’m not dead, I just moved to a different place to be with you."

"..."

Lily Johnson, with her body shrunk, feeling the man’s grip on her hand tightening, struggled in pain, "Sir, you’re hurting me."

Frost Moore snapped back to reality, seeing the woman’s face swollen in front of him, steadied his mind, and released her.

"Who are you? How did you get into my room?"

Lily Johnson bit her lip, tears welling in her eyes.

"My name is Lily Johnson, I’m a waitress here. I was delivering food to a guest earlier, but then that guest..."

She didn’t finish the sentence, but Frost Moore already understood.

Thinking she must have encountered a guest with malicious intentions who tried to touch her.

"I ran away. That guest is still chasing me. I just wanted to find a place to hide. Your room door was open, so I ran in."

Lily Johnson looked at Frost Moore with red eyes and clutched his hand.

"Sir, I beg you, let me stay for the night, don’t hand me over, okay?"

The woman looked tense and pleading; Frost Moore looked at her eyes, feeling like he was seeing that woman asking him for help back then.

That kind of helplessness, yet he couldn’t save her life.

"Don’t be afraid, I won’t let anything happen to you."

Frost Moore suppressed the pain in his heart, pulling Lily Johnson down to sit on the sofa, then went to get the medicine box.

Lily Johnson watched him open the medicine box, taking out ointment to apply it gently and attentively to her injuries, her long eyelashes fluttering.

"Sir, are you a doctor?"

Frost Moore’s hand didn’t stop, he softly murmured.

"Then you must have saved many people, you are a good person."

Feeling the cool touch on her face, Lily Johnson gave Frost Moore a sweet smile.

Frost Moore paused slightly, and after applying her wounds again, he put away the medicine bottle.

He had saved many people, yet he couldn’t bring his beloved woman back.

"Alright, it’s getting late. There’s a bed inside, you should go sleep early."

Frost Moore tidied up the medicine box and said faintly.

Lily Johnson obediently replied, her eye twinkling.

She had successfully taken the first step.

Evidently, Frost Moore didn’t disdain her.

She could tell that he was seeing another person through her.

Was it the girl he deeply loved?

So next, how should she persuade him to let her stay?

Tempt him?

But she didn’t want to offer her body just like that.

Suddenly, her stomach made a rumbling sound, like an empty fortress.

Lily Johnson froze, somewhat embarrassedly touching her belly.

She hadn’t eaten dinner, and she had been mentally tense doing all this; she was already feeling extremely hungry.

"Hungry?"

Having packed up the medicine box, Frost Moore turned to look at her upon hearing the sound.

Lily Johnson bit her lip, somewhat sheepishly nodding.

"What do you want to eat? I’ll call room service."

Frost Moore asked softly.

Lily Johnson licked her red lips, "I want the noodles here."

The noodles here tasted really good. She had tried them once and thought they were far better than the delicacies elsewhere.

It’s just that they’re too expensive, and she couldn’t bear to spend money on them.