In the private room, Vera patiently waited for Joseph who hadn't returned.

She had begun staring into space.

Roscoe tried to comfort her.

Waylen remarked, "Roscoe, how about you take Vera and go look for Joseph?"

Roscoe wondered when Waylen became so accommodating.

But he was willing to take Vera to search for Joseph.

And so, they Left the private room together. Vera called Joseph several times, but Joseph didn't answer. She was beginning to get a Little anxious.

"Did he have a conflict with someone in another room?"

Roscoe just smiled in response.

He searched every room, but there was no Joseph.

When he was about to give up, he heard groans coming from the washroom, which sounded like a man and a woman having sex. Roscoe frowned at first, and then he coughed to disguise his embarrassment.

“Wait here, Vera. I'll go check the washroom."

Vera heard it, too.

Her face went crimson. Who were doing it in the washroom?

But the man's gasps were so familiar

Realizing that, Vera froze. She hurriedly reached out and tightly grabbed Roscoe's arm. She begged in a trembling voice, “Don't go, Roscoe."

Roscoe looked down at her.

Vera's thin fingers had lost their usual color.

After a long silence, Roscoe asked cautiously, “Are you sure you don't want to find out? He might have betrayed you, and the other woman might be someone you know. You don't have to endure his betrayal, you know?” Vera loved Joseph very much

But she had some self-respect.

Finally, she let go of Roscoe's arm and took a deep, steadying breath. She said, "Go find out for me, please. If it's him and Aline, you don't need to take pictures of them or hit him. I'll let him keep his dignity."

Roscoe's eyes reflected profound contemplation.