He turned his head forward and waited patiently for her legs to recover their strength. After a while, Queenie hurried. back on her


    feet again as she was afraid that his patience might wane. “I’m fine now. Let''s go!”


    Nigel led the way while Queenie forced herself to walk despite the numbness in her legs. She followed him down to the lobby,


    and as they strode across the grand. hall, walking shoulder-to-shoulder, the other hotel employees weren''t stunned anymore.


    While they were still envious, they weren''t as jealous about it anymore because even those on the night shift now knew that the


    newbie female employee was just Nigel’s distant rtive.


    She wouldn’t be marrying Nigel and wasn’t going to steal their chance of bing Mrs. Manson..


    After getting into Nigel’s car, Queenie’s stomach began to rumble. She clutched her stomach awkwardly and asked hesitantly,


    “Have you eaten dinner yet?”


    “Yes.” Nigel’s hands rested elegantly on the steering wheel as he drove them out of the hotelpound. Well, it''s almost


    9.00PM. Who else would''ve gone without dinner apart from me?


    “Mr. Manson, would it be possible for me to make a somewhat unreasonable request?” Queenie ventured. He eyed her


    thoughtfully. An unreasonable request? What''s she trying to do now?


    She got straight to the point. “Can | get an advance of this month''s sry?”


    “That’s not part of thepany’s regr practice.” He denied her request without missing a beat. He wasn’t about to make a


    special exception for her.


    “Then, could you lend me some money for food? I''ll pay you back once | get my sry. Oh, and with interest too.” She was


    raised in a fairly decent family environment, which resulted in her being bold enough to make such a request without hints of


    shyness.


    Other women probably wouldn''t dare to ask a man like Nigel to lend them money. They were too afraid of embarrassing


    themselves.


    “Nope.” Nigel still remembered why he decided to take her in. It was to get his revenge, not for the sake of taking care of her.


    Queenie pouted, but she wasn’t angry. She sighed and looked out the window. Her eyes lit up suddenly as she pointed at arge


    pharmacy and eximed, “My family owns that pharmacy.”


    He nced at where she was pointing. Her family’s rich, alright, but she has fallen so low that she needs to borrow money from


    me now. Sounds like she’s leading a great life.


    He couldn''t help but snort as he remarked, “You can just ask your family for money.”


    She had a determined look on her face. “There’s no way I’m doing that. My Dad kicked me out of the house. | have to survive on


    my own.”


    “From the looks of it now, that’s not something you''re capable of.” Nigel shot her down right away. Queenie bit her lip and red


    at him. Does he find it fun to put a damper on my spirits? | don’t expect him tofort me, but he doesn’t have to dash my


    hopes like that now, does he? It’s my first time getting kicked out of the house too! So, it''s not like | have any experience in this.Published by N?v''elD/rama.Org.


    She rested her head on the door and stared out the window. At the same time. her stomach started growling again.