“Alright, I''ll go home after work. You should leave now,” Queenie replied. She felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted off her


    chest. Naturally, she was overjoyed to see that her parents still loved her.


    “Remember toe home, Queenie! People will talk if a young woman like you stays at a man’s house.” Bonnie didn’t forget to


    take a jab at Queenie before leaving.


    Queenie could sense the gazesing from her colleagues. She was fuming over Bonnie''s actions but couldn’t do anything


    about it as the Silversteins’ car had driven off. “Queenie, that’s your sister, huh?! Are you two really sisters?”


    “Yeah, she’s my younger twin sister,” Queenie replied.Published by N?v''elD/rama.Org.


    They weren''t supposed to chit-chat while at work, so they carried on with their job. Queenie began to feel reluctant about going


    home again. She found it ratherfortable to stay at Nigel’s home.


    If Nigel didn’t chase her out, she was rather keen on staying longer. She had been forced to swallow all manner of anger and


    frustration for the past year ever since Bonnie came home. The once warm and inviting home now made her depressed instead.


    Meanwhile, Nigel was in one of the hotel’s meeting rooms going through his daily task of listening to reports from various


    subordinates. The hotel’s business had soared in the first half of the year, and the manager, who was giving the presentation,


    was reporting ever so enthusiastically.


    However, it was clear that the manager’s young superior, who was sitting at the head of the table, wasn’t paying any attention to


    the presentation. Hm? What’s going on with Mr. Manson?


    “Mr. Manson, what do you think about our suggestion?” the bravest soul among the employees asked. “Mr. Manson?”


    Nigel finally snapped back to reality, but his usually sharp eyes looked a little nk right now. He narrowed his eyes and asked,


    “What was the suggestion? Say it again.”


    The managers were bewildered. True enough, Nigel had been distracted earlier. After listening to the presentation again, Nigel


    nodded. “Sure. Go ahead with the proposal. Meeting adjourned.”


    He got up and left the meeting room. Just then, his phone started ringing. He checked and saw that it was a call from one of his


    closest friends, Julian Gilmore. He answered the call with azy drawl, “Hey, Mr. Celebrity.”


    “Are you free today? Let''s grab a drink together. I’m almost at the hotel.” A silvery, sophisticated voice rang out through the


    phone’s speakers. It was a voice that could captivate its listeners.


    “Sure,e over. I''ll wait for you in the lobby.” Nigel ended the call after agreeing to meet up with Julian. At first, he considered


    taking his friend up to the cafe on the top floor, but he soon changed his mind and decided to meet him at the cafe by the lobby


    instead.


    Back at the lobby, Queenie was still standing by the main entrance to greet the iing guests. By now, her legs were


    completely stiff, and she finally realized it wasn’t easy to hold down a job.


    Right at that moment, she noticed someoneing over from the elevator. She nced out of the corner of her eye and saw a


    tall, handsome man making his way over-it was Nigel.


    All the female employees in the lobby immediately became even more passionate about their jobs. Their eyes lit up, and their


    movements became much swifter. Those at the reception desk


    answered the phone with the sweetest voice they could muster, and even those who were hunching from exhaustion after


    standing all day straightened up immediately and became the embodiment of professionalism.