The doorbell rang, perhaps Milan had returned... Sanya came out after her bath, wrapped in a bath towel. As soon as she opened the door... the towel, due to the sudden movement, came undone and fell to the floor. He quickly entered the room... he hadn't seen Sanya yet. Suddenly, he turned towards her and said,
"Madam... room service... the bedsheets haven't been changed since the day before yesterday..."
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