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Chapter 179 Prohibited

After coming down from the snowy slope, Imogen received a Facebook message from Yann. As expected, his friend had declined.

Imogen replied. [Too bad. Maybe next time.]

Yann responded with an emoji.

Troy’s face fell when he noted Imogen’s message.

The restaurant where Imogen and her friends were having dinner had a large floor–to–ceiling window that provided a view of the scenery outside.

Due to the absence of a clear sense of time, the meal times of tourists were irregular, and at that moment, the restaurant wasn’t too crowded.

Halfway through their meal, someone exclaimed, “Look! Is that the northern lights?”

In the deep blue sky, a faint green hue flashed, barely noticeable without careful observation. Nevertheless, it caught the attention of many tourists.

Before long, the northern lights suddenly burst forth in a brilliant display, vast expanses of green accompanied by hints of white and magenta painted the immense sky.

Some tourists who had been resting in their hotel rooms rushed outside.

Imogen and her friends abandoned their meals and went out to capture the northern lights. As Imogen was searching for the right angle, she suddenly sensed a piercing gaze fixed on her, making her feel as if she were on pins and needles, much like the night before the last.

Subconsciously, she looked around, trying to identify who was staring at her.

However, the surrounding tourists were all busy capturing the northern lights, and no one seemed to be looking at her.

Imogen’s gaze shifted toward the second floor of the cabin hotel.

At that moment, the piercing gaze vanished.

After a moment of contemplation, Imogen turned back and continued photographing the northern lights.

Suddenly, she felt that gaze fixed on her again.

Pretending not to notice, she continued taking photos, but that gaze seemed to cling to her, monitoring her every move.

Imogen was certain that the gaze wasn’t just a casual glance from a tourist. It was directed specifically at her.

She swiftly turned her head and surveyed the hotel’s second floor.

Several rooms had their lights on, many of which had their windows open and their occupants capturing the northern lights from within.

outside to capture the

shrouded in darkness, their curtains

sure which room the gaze came

aimed it in the direction of the. Although she looked as if she

backdrop of the northern lights, she gradually zoomed in

by one, carefully examining the rooms.

where the curtains were swaying slightly as if they had

she turned around.

no lights on. Its window was shut, and the curtains were drawn.

certain that there was

rooms and counted based on the hotel’s room numbering system. That room’s

that Charlie and Alex were engrossed in photographing the northern lights, Imogen excused herself, claiming she was tired, and

personal privacy, it wouldn’t work if she were to directly inquire the front desk

restaurant and spoke to the

stomachache. Could you bring some water over?

herself in local language, “Of all times, it

added, “Please hurry. I’ll go outside

for the staff’s response, Imogen pretended to be in a rush and left the restaurant. In a corner outside the restaurant where she wouldn’t be seen, she leaned against the wall and peered out, watching the staff’s

water and a few tablets that could relieve stomachache. Carrying

hallway. The staff knocked on the door of room 0207. A young man emerged

Imogen’s friend was a delicate girl and was taken aback upon seeing the

The

together the

he accepted the tray from the staff

back and stayed against the

the young man. It was

felt that Yann was acting

turned out

the one watching me that night! He couldn’t have just known about me from the news,”

a Facebook message

[Do I have a

heart skipped a beat when she saw his straightforward question. She hesitated for a moment before replying. [I saw you staying in your room

not be feeling well. How did you know it was

it so directly. [I saw you entering the room this morning.] Seeing the message, Yann smiled briefly, glanced at Troy, but didn’t deny anything. [In that case, should thank you for your concern. I am indeed

had indeed

Yann also said to

took the phone from Yann’s hand and saw Imogen extending another invitation. [Rest well. Are you really not joining

what Yann’s

face fell as he replied. [No, my friend doesn’t like traveling with

can’t leave your friend behind. We can plan