Let Love Takes Away All This Pain By Jenna Writes novel Chapter 297

Chapter 297 is stolen 

The room, which had been clean, was in chaos at this moment, as if it had been robbed. 

The sheets were still on the floor, the cushions on the sofa were thrown on the floor, the things on the nightstand were all over the place, and the most important thing was her suitcase. 

They’re still open on the floor like they were ransacked, clothes and pants cut to pieces, papers, too. 

Like snowflakes everywhere. 

She felt she had come not to her room, but to a dump. 

There was a brief blank in Alva’s mind, but soon she ran in and picked. up the pieces of paper on the floor. 

It’s all her stuff, drawings. 

It’s all her work! 

Alva’s lips tightened. She got up and quickly walked downstairs to the front desk. “I’m a tenant at 3208, and I was wondering who was in my room during the day.” 

“Number 3208?” 

“Yes.” 

“Let me check.” 

“Good,” said Hermione. 

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The front desk clicked on the computer, looked at the room number on the screen, and quickly said, “Miss, you checked into our hotel yesterday, and we will not go to your room during your stay.” 

“Are you sure?” 

“Yes, even the cleaning staff won’t go to your room until you check out, and we won’t go in until you call us. 

Alva pinched her eyebrows. “In that case, I’m calling the police.” 

“Report… Call the police?” 

Twenty minutes later, the police came to the hotel and Alva took them to the room. “I arrived at the hotel at about 9:30. I went to the room. and opened the door and this was it. 

“Well, we’ve got the gist of it.” 

Police said to the people nearby: “Go inside and see what’s going on.” 

“HMM.” 

Several people went in, and one of the policemen asked. “Did you check your things?” Is there any money missing”?” 

“Yes, my important documents are missing, important documents and information are destroyed, and so are my clothes and pants.” 

“What about the money?” 

“The card and the money are gone.” 

Except for some of the pocket money she brought out today, it’s all gone. 

Cops twist their eyebrows, take notes, 

Half an hour later, the policeman said, “Let’s check the surveillance.” 

“May I join you?” 

“Yes.” 

She wanted to check it out, see who it was. 

Even though she knew she wouldn’t know him. 

A group of people downstairs, Alva mobile phone ding, a text message 

came in. 

She picked up her phone. It was a text from Jackson. 

She clicked on it. 

“Finally busy home, I don’t know if you sleep, give you a text message, if you don’t sleep, reply to me, if you sleep, call me back tomorrow.” 

Alva put her phone in her pocket. 

Can’t tell him what happened to her here. 

He’ll be worried. 

Several people got out of the car, and the police went to the front desk to check the surveillance, with Alva watching. 

But after half an hour, Alva didn’t see anyone enter her room. 

The policeman looked very carefully, and another half hour passed. 

The police said to her: “From the surveillance, no one has been to your room during the day, but we think you may have climbed in through the window.” 

She lives on the second floor. It’s easy to climb the window. 

Alva clenched her hands. “Can’t you find it?” 

Money doesn’t matter, but her credentials do. 

Especially ID cards and passports. 

She couldn’t have gone anywhere without them. 

There’s no way to go back to Paris. 

“There’s still a chance. There are cameras on the street outside. We need to go back and check the cameras on the street.” 

“So…” 

Alva screwed between the eyes.