One Night Surprise Chapter 32
Chapter 32
Alexander continued to gaze out of the window, but he was no longer in the mood to enjoy the view
outside. What Britney said earlier made him reflect on his recent
actions. It‘s true; I‘ve really been treating Courtney
especially well. Is it just because she saved Jordan? But if that‘s all it is, I‘ve already arranged for Josh
and the housekeeper to show her my appreciation previously. Yet, I ended up sending her daughter to
Sapphire Kindergarten; / even allowed Jordan to attend sses with Tina–
all of this wasn‘t part of my n. He felt overwhelmed by all the confusing emotions as he thought
about this.
There was a slight jam on the way to the hotel, so they only arrived around noon. The hotel managers
and staff on duty were all positioned in two straight lines as they greeted Alexander. He walked down
the pathway in the middle and nced at all the staff to see Courtney standing at the very end of the
line. He couldn’t stop himself from taking a longer look at
her. They‘re all wearing the same uniforms, but why does she look more elegant than
the rest of them? Did she add that silk scarf to her uniform? That in, green colored scarf is tied arou
nd her neck so beautifully.
Courtney couldn’t help but realize how Alexander slowed himself down to stare at her. “What is it,
President Duncan?” she asked.
He frowned the moment he came back to his senses. “Your badge is crooked.” He then strode off,
takingrge steps as he entered the hotel. Courtney lowered her head to stare at the perfectly straight
badge on her chest. “But it’s not crooked,” she mumbled as she looked at it puzzledly.
Once Alexander arrived, he gathered all of the hotel managers for a meeting on the second floor to
discuss thepany’s annual celebration that was happening at the end of next month. They had
already decided to host the annual celebration in that hotel itself, but they hadn’te up with a proper
n. The Sunhill Hotel was a business endeavor that Alexander started after he took over the Sunhill
Enterprise at the age of 20. Although he had only been developing the business for 10 years, the
results were amazing-the Sunhill Hotel was now a chain hotel that had various branches all over the
country. The hotel that Courtney was working in was the first branch of the Sunhill Hotel that Alexander
had designed and built personally. The ce held great value and meaning to him; it therefore made
sense for thepany’s centennial celebration to be hosted in that very branch.
“This centennial celebration is also a good opportunity to promote thepany...” While the higher ups
were all engaged in the discussion during the meeting, Courtney found herself nodding off. She was
simply a trainee, so she sat at the very end of the table. She had been pretending to take notes in her
notebook, but all she did was doodle a pageful of turtles on it.
“These solutions are too outdated. Does anyone else have any other suggestions?” Alexander’s voice
echoed throughout the room. Courtney pressed her lips together before she lowered her head to hide
the fact that she was yawning. When is this going to end? I‘m starving. “What do you think, Miss
Hunter?”
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“What?” Courtney lifted her head in surprise. She only jumped onto her feet once she saw that
everyone was staring at her. “Yes? Did you ask for me, President Duncan?”
He nced at her with his usual emotionless expression. “Everyone expressed their opinions earlier.
Don’t you have anything to add on to that, Miss Hunter? We’re talking about the centennial celebration
here.”
She took a deep, thoughtful breath before she began to speak. “Well, I do have an idea, but I need a
little more time to think about it. I didn’t expect the rest of the managers to have established such
detailed ns. I’ll work on mine soon.”
“What is this idea of yours?” Alexander squinted as he nced toward the notebook in her hands. “I
saw you scribbling a lot of things into your notebook earlier, so I’m sure you must have a lot of ideas.
“l-It’s nothing.” Courtney hastily mmed a palm over her notebook.
“Bring it to me.” Alexander’s tone was firm; he didn’t allow any space for her to reject his order. She
immediately felt the color draining out of her face as her hands went stiff. She couldn’t embarrass her
own boss in front of the whole crowd in the room, so she had no choice but to shamelessly hand the
notebook over to Alexander. Before she gave it to him, she sneakily flipped through the pages and
mumbled a silent prayer.
He took the notebook and flipped through it. His expression changed a little as he then frowned and
nced at her. The notebook is just filled with meeting minutes. She heaved a sigh of relief before she
beamed happily. “Like I said, there’s nothing-these are all just meeting minutes. I didn’t write any ideas
in the book.”
However, he still seemed a little suspicious of her. Right then, he ran his index finger through the
notebook and found a page that had been folded. Courtney watched in shock as he flipped the
notebook precisely to the page that was filled with turtles. She immediately pressed her palm against
her forehead as she cursed underneath her breath. It‘s just a few turtles; I didn‘tmit some horrible
crime, did /? I saved Jordan, after all. He‘ll probably just think that I wasn‘t paying attention during the
meeting, right?
“Well, it seems like I’ve failed to notice your talents in the past, Miss Hunter.” Alexander was being
sarcastic, and his words had a hidden meaning to it, but the rest of the crowd in the meeting room only
nodded in agreement as they assumed that he was praising her. Courtney, on the other hand, was
losing her mind as it sounded more like a death warrant to her.
First, I offended him early in
the morning by forcing him onto the swing. Now, I‘m caught doodling turtles during the meeting. Am I ju
st especially unlucky today?
“Thisbination of traditional Chinese and Western cultures is a great idea. It fits well with the Sunhill
Hotel’s core intentions. It looks like you’ve put in some effort, Miss Hunter.” Alexander’s deep voice
filled the meeting room.
Courtney was utterly stunned.
Whatbination of traditional Chinese and Western cultures is he talking about?
What did I write in the notebook?
“Since no one else has any decent ideas or ns for now, I’ll hand this project for the centennial
celebration over to Miss Hunter.” Alexander pped the notebook shut and handed it back to her.
His words erupted like andmine in Courtney’s head. What is going on?
What ideas did I have? What ns did I make?
“I-I don’t think that’s a good idea. I don’t have sufficient experience to handle this, so I don’t think I’m a
good fit for the job,” she muttered.
“You can train yourself to be experienced in this job, but you can’t train yourself toe up with
good ideas. I think everyone else agrees with my decision, right?” Alexander nced up to see
everyone nodding. Most of the participants of the meeting didn’t have much to say, for it was rare for
Alexander to praise anyone foring up with a decent n. They were all impressed by Courtney’s
abilities, and her mentor even shed her a proud grin, as if he had yed a role in her sess.
Once the meeting was over and everyone had left the room, Courtney hurried behind Alexander as he
stepped out of the hotel. “Hold on, President Duncan.”
“What is it?”
“Well… why did you assign me to handle the nning for thepany’s centennial celebration?” she
asked with a frown.
He raised an eyebrow upon hearing her question. “Didn’t I exin myself during the meeting earlier? Is
there something wrong with your hearing? Your notes were good, and I think they fit the topic of this
event perfectly.”
“But my notes,”
“What else did you write in your notes? Do you think you can still secure your job if those managers
found out that you had just been drawing them as turtles throughout the entire meeting?” Alexander
shed her a yful re. In other words, he was reminding her to be careful with what she would say.
“… I recorded all the meeting minutes, of course.” She bit on her lower lip.
“That’s great, then. I hope to see the initial draft of the n on my office table by the end of
tomorrow.” he uttered.
“Tomorrow?”
“Isn’t that enough time? Or do you work as slow as a turtle?” He teased her.
“Okay… alright.” she muttered.
After Courtney left, Josh followed closely behind Alexander as they got into the car and headed back to
the headquarters. “President Duncan, why did you make the sudden decision to hand this anniversary
project over to Miss Hunter? She’s still under probation, so she’s probably busy gaining more job
achievements…” Josh stopped himself mid-sentence as he seemed to have realized
something. Job achievements? The centennial celebration? “Are you trying to help Miss Hunter,
President Duncan?”
Josh felt Alexander’s darkened gaze lingering on him the moment he finished his sentence, so he
quickly swallowed the rest of his words; he then quietly ignited the car engine and wore his
seatbelt Everything is pretty obvious, anyway. Courtney made a bet with the boss–
she promised to pack up and leave if she didn‘t fulfil the job achievements that she had agreed to by the
month probation, All of the interviewers witnessed this agreement. Although the hotel‘s performance has
took
over the job, she‘s still far from achieving her targeted goals. It has been 2 months, and she even had to
Alexander put her in charge of the centennial celebration! Firstly,
it gives her an additional two months to work here; also, she can take
credit for all the achievements obtained as she handles the centennial celebration. But there was one
thing that Josh still didn’t understand. Why is
Alexander being so caring toward Courtney? Is it just because she saved Jordan?
“By the way, President Duncan, didn’t you say that Eddie’s driving skills were pretty good? Why did you
fire him all of a sudden?” Josh asked.
“He talked too much,” Alexander muttered.
Josh felt his muscles tensing in fright. He no longer dared to say anything as he was pretty talkative
himself
Edward Burton, the mentor who guided Courtney in her job, quickly handed the rest of her projects and
duties over to other employees once Courtney took on the project of nning the centennial
celebration. She was surprised to see that he did this to allow more time for her to handle her current
project
“Courtney, there were so many people from the nning team during that meeting, yet President
Duncan wasn’t interested in any of their ideas. You have to do a good job since your abilities caught his
eye. It helps to improve our hotel’s reputation as well.” Edward rarely ever guided her in work, but he
seemed to have changed his attitude toward her after that meeting. She was ttered. “I’ll work hard!”
The whole week after that, she spent most of her time traveling around town. As she had never
nned an anniversary event in the past, she wanted to take a look at how otherpanies or
businesses nned their events just to get an idea of what it would look like.
“May I help you, miss?” Courtney spun around to see a worker from the mall staring at her. He
appeared to be polite and nice, but there was a hint of alertness in his gaze. Courtney had been
snapping arge number of pictures of the mall with the phone in her hand, so he probably assumed
she was somepetitor within their industry, or a worker from the Bureau of Commerce. She
hurriedly put her phone away before she spoke in a calm tone. “I’m just shopping. Can I know where
your jewelry store is?”
The worker hesitated for a moment before he pointed in a direction. “Over there.” She thanked the
worker and ignored his odd nces as she walked directly toward the jewelry store. She had expected
her photographing acts to attract unwanted attention, so she already had a backup n to deal with
this matter.
The manager in the jewelry store wore her gloves before she lifted up the ne that Courtney had
passed to her. It was a silver rope chain ne that had a clear emerald stone hanging on it, with
small diamonds surrounding the stone. It was a special and stunning piece of jewelry.
“It’s from our store indeed.” The manager confirmed.
“Really? You guys were the ones that sold this?” Courtney tried her best to contain her excitement.
“This rope chain is a ssic collection in our store. Also, look at this. Every piece of jewelry made in our
store has a small logo of our brand here. It’s tiny, so most people don’t realize it,” the manager