“How much is this? I''ll return you all the money at once,” she offered as she held a packet of biscuits up. Then, she tore the


    packet open and threw a piece into her mouth. “Didn’t you say that you’d pay for my amodation and food for a whole week,


    Young Master Nigel? Why are you asking me for money now?” she protested.


    “I''m charging for the snacks,” Nigel said with one eyebrow raised. He enjoyed watching Queenie lose her temper. The snacks in


    Queenie’s mouth didn’t taste as good once she heard that she had to pay for them. Well, do | have a choice? I’m the one who''s


    staying in his house now, right? “Are you still hiring staff for your hotel, Young Master Nigel?


    Can | work there?” Queenie was thinking of getting a job, and she figured that since there was a business owner right in front of


    her eyes, she might as well ask. | bet the pay will be good if | work at his hotel, she thought..


    “I''m not hiring, Nigel replied. He didn’t. want to hire female staff like her who''d only cause him trouble. “I’m begging you. My


    parents chased me out of the house, and | don’t have anywhere else to go, so | need to make my own living. I’d work for you


    even if you offered me a job as a cleaner.” Queenie didn’t have high expectations.Copyright by N?v/elDrama.Org.


    “Why don’t | work as your maid at home? You can just provide me with a room and food. | promise I''ll keep your whole house


    spick and span, and | promise | won''t steal any of your snacks.”


    Queenie pressed her palms together as she looked at him with a sincere gaze. Nigel wasn’t a cold and heartless man, and he


    was usually a nice boss to work with.


    However, this was a woman who had offended him in the past, so his pride didn’t allow him to be nice to her.


    “No,” he rejected her immediately. Queenie bit her bottom lip as a hint of disappointment shed in her eyes. She munched on


    her biscuit as she tried toe up with a new n for her future. “You can clean up and go to bed after you’re done, Nigel said


    before he went upstairs with the packet of snacks that she had handed him earlier. Queenie heaved a sigh.


    There were a few more packets of snacks on the table, and food felt like happiness to her at that moment, even though she felt


    rather glum after the rejection. Being the naturally optimistic girl that she was, she quickly forgot about her sorrows as she


    munched on her snacks.


    However, the silence of the hall seemed to enhance the loud thoughts in her mind. Did Mom and Dad try to call me at all? Would


    they be worried about me? Or... do they not care about me anymore?


    Tears formed in the girl’s eyes as she munched on her snacks. She bit her lip to stop herself from making any noise, but a sob


    escaped her in the end. Meanwhile, the man who hade downstairs to get some water froze when he heard the sound of


    sobs by the couch in the hall.


    Hel was stunned for a few seconds, and he turned to find a girl munching on snacks while drying her tears with the back of her


    arm. Nigel fell deep in thought after: that.