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Queenie bowed her head in embarrassment for a few seconds before replying, “The shoes I wore yesterday were too dirty. I already threw them out.”

Nigel stared at her in exasperation. He had no idea why he put himself through all this trouble. It could’ve just ended with him letting her stay at his place for a week before shooing her away, so why did he even agree to give her a job as well?

“Forget it. Let’s just go to the hotel.” He opened the door to his sports car before calling out to her, “Get in.”

“Thank you, Mr. Manson!” Queenie replied at once. She was beginning to feel bad about everything. Just last night, she even threatened to start a protest in front of his hotel!

I never would’ve expected Mr. Manson to be a pretty decent man and a rather forgiving one to boot!

After getting into the car, she started apologizing again, “Mr. Manson, I need to apologize to you. I threatened you last night by saying that I would bring a banner and start a protest in front of your hotel, but it was just something I blurted out in the heat of the moment. Please don’t take it to heart!”

Nigel cocked his eyebrows and turned to look at Queenie. She flashed him a smile and said, “Someday, I’ll do my best to repay your kindness for taking me in.”

He didn’t feel like talking. He felt like his ears had been buzzing all morning. Usually, he was the only one in the house, and thus he was used to having complete silence, which suited him perfectly.

The hotel he took her to this time was Manson Group’s main hotel located in the city center. The one where Queenie had caused a scene was part of the chain and situated in a different location. Beneath the glow of the morning light, the hotel’s brilliant facade seemed to take on a golden hue that made it look even more majestic as if it were a grand palace.

Meanwhile, Queenie had already gaped in awe at the sight of the magnificent hotel, while at the same time, she was still in somewhat disbelief that she got a ride from the heir of the Manson Group himself.

“Your family’s hotel looks so luxurious!” She marveled.

For some reason, Nigel was pleased to hear those words coming out of her mouth. His lips curved into a faint smile as he pulled into his designated parking spot ever so elegantly.

The security guards immediately greeted him politely, and the doorman came over to welcome him as well. Their actions made it feel as if a prince had arrived.

“Good morning, Mr. Manson,” said the manager who came over to greet Nigel.

The manager, Faye Loughlin, glanced at the woman standing beside Nigel and wondered, Did Mr. Manson get a girlfriend?

“Ms. Loughlin, arrange for her to work at the concierge,” Nigel instructed Faye.

Faye was a little taken aback. She’s not his girlfriend? Is she just an employee he selected personally?

“What’s your name, miss?” Faye asked Queenie.

Queenie smiled and replied, “My name is Queenie Silverstein.”

Nigel eyed Queenie’s shoes and instructed Faye once more, “Find her a pair of suitable footwear, along with a cell phone.”

“Yes, Mr. Manson.” Faye quickly acknowledged with a smile.

After glancing at Queenie one last time, Nigel strode off toward the elevator lobby.

Queenie had a look of surprise as she watched Nigel leave. Faye took it all in and couldn’t help but probe with a smile, “Miss Silverstein, do you mind if I ask how you’re related to Mr. Manson?”

“Uhh… I’m… I’m a distant relative of his… a cousin of sorts…” Queenie came up with a random response.

“Uhh… I’m… I’m a distant relative of his… a cousin of sorts…” Queenie came up with a random response.

Though, what she didn’t know was that this random reply of hers led to her receiving far better treatment from Faye.

Faye brought her to a changing room and gave her a uniform before instructing her to familiarize herself with the hotel first. Faye also gave her one of the hotel’s staff handphones. Once Queenie took the phone, she felt like calling home.

However, she reminded herself that it had only been a day since she left the house. She couldn’t give in so easily. I should at least wait until I have a stable job here before letting them know that I’m doing fine!

“Queenie, you do fit the bill of requirements for those working at the concierge. Tell you what, I’ll assign you to the concierge as a trainee first. This is company policy as all new employees need to go through a three-month training period before they can be given an official role.”

“Sure. That’s fine with me. I’m open to taking on any tasks required of me.” Queenie nodded in agreement. She saw this job as the start of her journey to being independent.

Faye led Queenie back to the main lobby and handed her off to another employee who would be her direct supervisor.

“Susanna, I’m assigning Queenie to you as a trainee. From today onward, you’ll be in charge of her training.”

Susanna Conklin had just seen Queenie coming into the hotel with Nigel, so she was warm and friendly as she replied, “No problem, Faye. I’ll take good care of Queenie.”

This was the first time Queenie had a proper job. She was determined to work hard and make something of herself. At the very least, she wanted to be able to support herself.

“Queenie, what’s your relationship with Mr. Manson?” Susanna asked quietly.

“I’m a distant relative of his—a cousin of sorts.” It was much easier to give this answer now that it wasn’t her first time doing so. Susanna smiled even wider as she thought to herself, Here I was worrying that she was Mr. Manson’s new girlfriend! Gosh, I was so afraid that was the case! Well, if she’s just family, then I still have a shot.

Queenie had a good head on her shoulders and was quick in picking up the tasks as well. Susanna was also shocked to see how fast of a learner she was. From the looks of it, she would be able to handle the job herself way before three months of training were over.

One of the young women working as a greeter started getting a stomach ache, so she turned to Susanna and said, “Susanna, can you take my place for a bit? I need to use the restroom.”

Susanna didn’t want to be standing on her feet for so long, so she turned to Queenie. “Queenie, go and cover for her.”

“Alright!” Queenie got up from her seat and stood in place by the main entrance with three other female employees. Soon after she took the position, a flurry of footsteps rang out from the elevator lobby. Five stern-faced middle-aged men came out with Nigel at the helm. The men carried themselves in a serious manner that made it clear they were the company’s senior executives, while Nigel’s figure and handsome features made him look more like a model instead.

Even so, Nigel still had an imposing aura that made it obvious he was in charge.

The moment he got to the main entrance, he spotted Queenie standing nearby. Although she wore the same uniform as all the other pretty young women working as greeters, there was still something unique about her presence that made him pick her out of the crowd right away.

All of a sudden, he realized that the silk scarf she wore as part of her uniform was a little crooked. He had an obsessive-compulsive streak which got the better of him as he stepped over to her. She was alarmed, and before she knew what was going on, he started rearranging her scarf with his long, slender fingers.

Queenie gulped. She froze as she looked up at him. Nigel had a serious expression on his face as he carefully adjusted her scarf. She took in his arched eyebrows, dark, glittering eyes, high-bridged nose, and tempting lips. He has the ladykiller features, she remarked in her mind.

The other three greeters sorely wished their scarves had been crooked as well so that they could have Nigel adjust theirs for them.

Queenie’s heart rate was soaring through the roof. This was her first time having a man arranging her scarf for her so intimately right in public.

“Thank you, Mr. Manson,” she said politely once Nigel stepped back with a satisfied look.

He glanced at her. “Make sure you always look presentable.”

“Yes, Mr. Manson,” she promised at once.

Nigel finally left with the other men, and as soon as he was gone, everyone turned their gazes onto Queenie. All the employees in the lobby had witnessed everything that took place, and she nearly drowned in their looks of envy.

She cleared her throat awkwardly.

“It’s obvious that someone did it on purpose!” A harsh voice rang out all of a sudden.

Queenie looked across to see a pretty but mean-looking woman staring at her scornfully.

“I think everyone has misunderstood this. I didn’t do it on purpose,” Queenie quickly defended herself.

“Stooping to these tricks just as soon as you started the job, huh? I don’t think you’re here to work. You’re here for Mr. Manson!”

“That’s right.”

For the sake of clearing things up, Queenie had no choice but to use the same cover story again. “Please don’t get the wrong idea! I’m just his cousin.”

The greeters who had been clouded in jealousy just moments ago immediately gasped in shock. “You’re Mr. Manson’s cousin?”

“Yeah, albeit a little distantly related, so please don’t misunderstand anything.” Queenie could tell that all the unmarried women working in this hotel had a crush on Nigel. To avoid being the target of their jealousy, she figured it would be best to lie and say she was his cousin.

Sure enough, her words wiped off the looks of intense jealousy in the eyes of the three female employees who were glowering at her earlier. It explained why Nigel had personally adjusted her scarf for her.

Naturally, such things spread like wildfire among the employees, and at the very least, Queenie no longer had to suffer from similar misunderstandings.

At Silverstein Residence.

When Maggie woke up in the morning, she began to worry about her eldest daughter. There had been a thunderstorm last night, and Queenie had run off just like that. I wonder if she got caught in the rain.

“Mom, are you worried about Queenie? I’m worried about her too, but none of my calls are getting through.” Bonnie came downstairs and hugged Maggie. “It’s all my fault. She ran away from home because of me.”

“It’s not your fault. Don’t blame yourself. I’ll get your father to look for her.” Maggie patted Bonnie on the hand affectionately.

“Mom, if it means Queenie will come back, I can just move back in with my adopted parents! Queenie won’t be happy if I stay here in this house.” Bonnie looked as if she were wallowing in guilt.

“Oh, you silly child. Don’t say such ridiculous things. Both your father and I consider you our most precious baby. We spent two decades looking for you, and we’re not going to let you leave us again.” Maggie hugged Bonnie. Moments ago, she had been worried about Queenie, but right now, the only one she cared about was Bonnie.

Bonnie smirked smugly. She would be the happiest person alive if Queenie never came back!

It’d be even better if she died while out there. That way, the entire Silverstein Family’s fortune will be mine.

Just then, Bonnie’s phone started ringing. She checked to see that it was Leslie calling, so she happily said to Maggie, “Mom, give me a minute to answer this.”

Bonnie walked out into the garden before answering. “Have you reached, Leslie?” she asked sweetly.

“I’m almost there. I’ll take you to a nice restaurant later.”

life now revolved around indulging in all her desires. She could eat, drink, and shop

get any better than this for her. She was even more thrilled that she didn’t have to see Queenie around the

to an end, and it was

standing for half of her shift and had to take in a lot of new information for the other half. At last, it was 6.00PM, and everyone started getting off work. Some went home, while others had dates that night. She was the only one left sitting in the

a night at a motel; she had no single cent on her. She had never felt this lost and helpless before. Although her parents would come and get her if she called home, she just couldn’t bring herself to make

to call a friend, but she was down in the dumps right

she was just being stubborn! She wanted to prove that

where his house was. After recalling how kind he had been to her so far,

I guess I can just stay here for the night! The hotel will provide breakfast tomorrow morning,

turned the music up while driving and began to enjoy his alone time

his eyes. Right. That woman’s still at the hotel. She should’ve gotten off work by now. Where did she go? Did she go home? But

him to forget about Queenie, but his hands had already started steering the car

idea of where he could

the various lounges. No one else seemed to be around at this hour, and he started checking every single one of the staff lounges until he finally found Queenie

curl up like a ball. Her hair was tied up, which left her beautiful face clear for all to see. As the light in the room cast upon her,

been very different if another man had taken her home instead of him

up.” Nigel started

all. Nigel had no choice but to resort to physical means. He started patting her soft, tender cheek with

straight on the couch and looked at the man in front of her in fright before

look of child-like surprise. “It’s

made her seem like an abandoned puppy that had grown to rely on Nigel. He felt

have rules in this hotel. Employees are not allowed to spend the night in the

affect her sense of joy in any way. She felt as

had just planted her feet on the floor when she suddenly fell back onto the couch. Nigel, who had just turned to leave, turned his head around

too embarrassed to look him in the eyes. She massaged her calves and said, “My

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.

forced herself to walk despite the numbness in her legs. She followed him down to the

were still envious, they weren’t as jealous about it anymore because even those on the

marrying Nigel and wasn’t going to

began to rumble. She clutched her stomach awkwardly and asked

Nigel’s hands rested elegantly on the steering wheel as he drove

else would’ve gone without dinner apart

be possible for me to make a

unreasonable request?

point. “Can I get an advance of

not part of the company’s regular practice.” He denied her request without missing a beat. He wasn’t about to

for food? I’ll pay you back once I get my salary. 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

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

her in. It was to get his revenge, not for the sake of taking

the window. Her eyes lit up suddenly as she pointed at a large pharmacy and exclaimed, “My family owns

alright, but she has fallen so low that she needs to borrow money from me

he remarked, “You can just ask your family

doing that. My Dad kicked me out of the house.

away. Queenie bit her lip and glared at him. Does he find it fun to put a damper on my spirits? I don’t expect him to comfort 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 I have any

the window. At the same time, her stomach started

no choice but to try and negotiate with her stomach, “Can you be quiet for just one night?

breakfast every morning, so Queenie’s plan was

women before, but he had never seen one as silly and amusing as her. Suddenly, he turned the steering wheel and

few seconds before turning to

you suppose I would let you eat up all of my

seated in the car as she watched him get off. Although he always had a cold and indifferent look on his face, she couldn’t deny

show a little more gentleness, I’m

flattery, she accidentally bumped into

and rubbed her slightly

talking

a girlfriend. He had no intention of getting one as he considered a girlfriend to

was now his cousin’s wife and had just given birth a second time. Ever since then, he realized that life as a single man was pretty fulfilling too. Therefore, over the last few years, apart from taking over the family business, he spent his time indulging

I talking too much? Was

food was served at their table. However, her expression became a lot livelier once the food showed up. She rubbed her hands in

so he only ordered enough food for one. He took his

large dining area. One happily stuffed herself with food while the other sat quietly playing a game.

hand and stared at Nigel, who was still engrossed in his game. In that instance, it struck her that he was quite a good-looking man. He had an excellent figure to go with his handsome features. The only

had seen a lot of tabloids attempting to make their fortunes by reporting on various rumors and gossip about him.

his game when he felt a pair of eyes

his phone away and eyed Queenie

in the act didn’t feel embarrassed in the slightest.

He was speechless.

way she was ogling at him made him suspect that she had

he didn’t lock the door to his room last night. He made a mental note to do

with dinner, he called the waiter over to settle the bill. They started heading back down to the

she quickly covered her mouth, but she kept burping from time to

Even when they got to the car, she was still burping, so he passed her a bottle of water and commented a little irritatedly, “Why did

water, and now that she was full, she began to feel sleepy again.

light. Nigel looked to the side and saw a sleeping beauty beside him. The street lights softened her features and made her look like a delicate fairy who had never seen the evils of the world. One look at her and everyone could tell that this woman grew up in a sheltered environment and had been doted on her

kept staring at Queenie to the point that he didn’t even notice when the traffic light had turned green. He snapped out of it once the car behind him honked, and he cursed under his breath before

she slept soundly and didn’t wake up throughout

at Manson’s Group main hotel, a couple came to book a room, and the receptionists

leave? Why did she come back to book a room with

they didn’t try to greet her because the name on the identification card

one of the receptionists exclaimed, “She looks so similar

said hi to her. Thank

think they’re

be right. Both their last names

and those at the reception desk immediately fell silent. After all, they weren’t

holding Leslie’s arm with a look of satisfaction. Leslie had treated her to an expensive dinner and gave her a gift as well. Now, she was going to spend a romantic night with him at

most importantly, he was Queenie’s fiancé. The fact that she had snatched

do is arrange our engagement, and then I’ll start preparing for our wedding,” Leslie announced eagerly. He was thirty, and it was time for him to start a

little stiff. Leslie couldn’t wait to get married,

Furthermore, she recalled that Queenie had gotten involved with Nigel, and she was determined to steal away anything

the rush, Leslie? Everything’s great the way it is right now!” Bonnie flashed him a seductive smile and hooked her arms around his neck before getting intimate with him right in the

and never once did they part from

…

looked at Queenie, who was still sound asleep. He narrowed his eyes as

eyes. When she realized they were in the basement parking lot at his place, she smiled and exclaimed,

were the most natural thing in the world—as

once, it occurred to Nigel that she wasn’t at all shy about going to his place. They were complete strangers. Did she trust him that much? Didn’t she have any

devilish glint. He wanted to scare

elevator. As soon as she got in, she saw the man inside the elevator

stared blankly at him. “Why are you

at his collar with a hungry expression

Ding!

Queenie eyed him puzzledly as she got out. He followed her all the way to the guest room before raising his arms to trap her between his chest and the wall. “Miss Silverstein, you’ll have to give me something in return for

now. Is he trying to chase me out? Does he think he can scare me off just like that? She blinked at him and seemed to have mustered up the courage to make

let’s get married

down as he took two steps back. “What did

Then, we elope!” Queenie repeated in

that some kind of

look of innocence. Then, she grew serious and said, “Mr. Manson, wouldn’t it be exciting if we eloped? Are you sure you don’t

her. He didn’t expect to be the one getting a shock. It wasn’t fun anymore. “Queenie Silverstein, you can stay here in my house, but don’t even

into his bedroom. She chuckled and went into the guest room

lay in bed playing a game, suddenly recalled something. He jumped out of bed and hurried over to his door to lock it.

Queenie was some kind of hungry

The next morning.

her door to find a bag of clothes outside the room. A warm, fuzzy feeling blossomed in her heart. That man has actually prepared clothes for me! She

thoughtful of

at that moment, the door to the master bedroom opened, and the two of them stared right

only person who could enter his house so early in the morning and knew that a

Manson!” Queenie happily took the clothes and went back

Ten minutes later.

the second floor. He saw a woman dressed in a long, green dress that made her look like a forest nymph who just came out of the woods. Her skin was pale as snow, and the sunlight that came in through the windows cast a glow over her. Even her

before snapping out of it. Immediately, he turned away his gaze as if giving the woman any more attention

leaving? Can you drop me off? I’m late,”

his watch before setting his coffee mug down. He grabbed his keys and headed

Queenie followed closely behind.

…

Manson Group’s main

from her mother. The Silversteins realized that Queenie’s phone had been off the whole time. Brandon got so anxious that he filed a missing person report with

if Queenie would seriously go missing anyway. She then woke Leslie up, and the

in the majestic lobby, Bonnie could sense just how extravagant the Manson Group’s hotel was. All she could think about was what it would be like if

a man

Manson. And

walked up to Bonnie and was about to pull her into his arms to leave when she expertly

up and rushed over to Queenie. “Queenie! Here you are! Mom and Dad are so worried about you. They’re looking

calling out to her all of a sudden. She looked up

to bother guessing. They must’ve come to the hotel to spend the night together again. Neither of

Queenie, but she swayed

Bonnie as he