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One day, as a hotel supervisor (SPV), a young woman named Staylie had to deal with a VIP guest—someone she hadn’t been informed about beforehand. The guest had little identification and seemed to go out of their way to keep a low profile around everyone.

Somehow, Staylie ended up arguing with the guest. Initially, she had only been instructed to handle their check-in, but at a completely unreasonable hour.

Yes—can you believe it?! Staylie was told to welcome the guest at one o’clock in the morning. OMG! Of course she was thrown into chaos. Hufff...

From that moment on, everything between Staylie and the VIP guest kept spiraling into disorder.

Slowly but surely, the guest began revealing their true colors, leaving Staylie completely stunned. Their real identity was finally uncovered—through a confession the guest made directly to her.

Will Staylie accept the truth? Or will what she finds out only drive her further away?

Disguise In a Wreath

Strangely, there wasn’t a single piece of evidence that Staylie found in Karel’s VIP room—right after the man had left for work. 


Yes, the events of last night left no room for distance between her and Karel. And as for the man himself—he acted completely normal. There was no sign of awkwardness or horror between them after what had happened—after they had gotten intimate. 


“Hhaahh…” Staylie sighed wearily, sitting at the edge of the bed. 


“I’m seriously still curious! Who even is he? How does he know my middle name when I never even told him?” Her thoughts kept spiraling in her head. 


But just as Staylie stood up again and walked toward the balcony of the VIP room… she spotted something lying on the floor, right near the small table in that area. 


“What’s this?” she crouched down, reaching for what looked like a photo paper, printed in grayish ink. 


Staylie examined it closely. Her eyes widened in shock as she looked at the photo. 


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