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.
