Janine Levange, who Larissa had not seen in a very long time, was wearing the uniform of the hotel's janitor. She was holding a mop. There was a part of the floor that was still wet in front of Larissa's room door.

Janine's back was more hunched than ever. She was also skinnier.

"Lari!"

Janine forced out a flattering smile that Larissa had never even seen from her before.

Janine's wrinkles deepened with that act. She threw down the mop and rushed toward Larissa.

The speed at which she walked did not match her aged appearance.

Larissa gasped as she backed away, her right hand gripping Lewis' arm on instinct.

Lewis had only seen pictures of Larissa's former mother-in-law on the informational documents.

Although the woman in the picture had not taken great care of herself, she was still so much younger than Janine was now.

That was why he did not recognize her at first.

Larissa's fear made Lewis more alert. He stepped in front of her to separate her from that weird "janitor