What? Celine was confused. “I can’t talk anymore. Come back to Tate Manor in a few days,” Tracy said before abruptly hanging up.

Celine immediately realized Tracy had encountered a scammer. Afterward, she went to the bathroom to take a hot shower. When she came out, her phone rang again. This time, it was Nikki calling.

Her helpless, tearful voice said, “Celine, something terrible happened. Could you come and help me?”

Celine tightened her grip on her phone and asked, “Nikki, what’s wrong?”

Nikki answered, “I arrived at the Atlas Hotel earlier for my shift, but just now, Mr. Holt saw me and took an interest. He told me to spend the night with him. I got so scared that I hid in the restroom, but his bodyguards are standing outside keeping watch…”

“Celine, I’m terrified. I don’t want to sleep with him. I don’t know who else to call. I don’t have any other friends. No one can save me…”

Celine said, “Nikki, don’t panic. Stay in the restroom, and don’t come out. I’m coming to get you right now.”

“Celine, thank you so much.”

Celine hung up and headed straight to the Atlas Hotel.

At the Atlas Hotel, Celine arrived at the ladies’ restroom. Sure enough, two bodyguards dressed in black were standing outside.

Calm and composed, Celine walked into the ladies’ room. Inside, she found Nikki bawling. Her face was pale, and she was completely flustered. “Celine, you’re finally here.”

Celine grabbed her hand and said, “Nikki, don’t worry. I’ll get you out of here right now.”

“But Mr. Holt’s bodyguards are still outside. How are we going to get out?”

“We’ll disguise you.”

Celine had brought her bag. She took out a dress, a hat, and a pair of sunglasses and handed them to Nikki. “Change into these,” she said.

Nikki quickly changed, transforming from a pure, pretty waitress into a bold and stylish party girl. Nobody could recognize her. “Nikki, let’s go now,” Celine said, holding Nikki’s hand and leading her out.

The two bodyguards glanced at Nikki. So nervous, her hands trembled; she was afraid they might recognize her.

At that moment, Celine pressed down on Nikki’s shaking hand and gave her a firm look. Nikki took a deep breath and followed Celine out.

The bodyguards didn’t notice anything unusual. The danger was averted, and Nikki let out a sigh of relief.

“Nikki, let’s leave quickly,” Celine urged.

Just then, Nikki realized she had left her bag in the restroom. She stopped abruptly and said, “Celine, I left my bag in the restroom. I need to go back and get it.” Celine stopped her. “Nikki, it’s too dangerous to go back now.”

“I have to go back. My tips from tonight are in that bag,” Nikki insisted, pulling her hand away from Celine and turning to run back.

“Nikki, you can’t go back!”

Before Celine could finish, Donald Holt appeared with the two bodyguards. Donald, in his forties, had a sharp yet greasy demeanor.

He sneered and said, “Nikki, so this is where you ran off to. Grab her! Clean her up and send her to my room!”

The two bodyguards reached out to grab Nikki. Her face turned pale with fear.

Seeing her about to be caught, Celine stepped forward without hesitation and shielded Nikki behind her. Her clear, cold gaze locked onto Donald. “Stop! What do you think you’re doing?” she demanded.