No one answered my question, and nobody seemed to know. This left me somewhat disappointed.

Yvette from our dormitory was the one who broke the silence, saying, "Since we left, she went back to her hometown. If you don't have her contact information, the rest of us won't have it either. We also lost contact with Judy from our dormitory. They probably aren't in Foswood."

A guy named Theo added, "I heard Beatrice has her own business, so she might have gone back to manage her own company."

Just then, the dishes started arriving. The waitstaff entered, beginning to serve dish after dish. The aroma of the food wafted through the private room.

To my surprise, Ivanna suddenly rushed out with her mouth covered.

I was puzzled and quickly followed her. In the restroom, she started vomiting again. There was something odd about this. It didn't seem like a stomach issue.

"Ivanna, let me take you to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow," I said while patting her back. "Are you sure it's just a