He had been to West Street the night before and knew which hotel Ava was staying in, so he didn't even have to look for it and could just drive there.
Upon entering the hotel, Franklin walked to the reception desk and asked, "Hello, may I ask which room a lady named Ava Harley is staying in?"
When the receptionist saw the handsome man with noble appearance, her eyes lit up. He was too handsome, more pleasing to the eye than the male models in her mind. Although she was confused by the handsome guy in front of him, she did not lose her professional ethics.
"Sir, I'm sorry, we can't disclose the guest's accommodation information."
Franklin took out his cell phone from his suit pocket and handed it to her, "I'm her husband, this is our picture."
The hotel did not disclose guest information at will, except for administrative law enforcement requirements.
