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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.”

Her life now revolved around indulging in all her

than this for her. She was even more

end, and it was time to get

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 staff lounge, and it suddenly

had neither the money to buy herself a meal nor pay for 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

other option was to call a friend, but she was down in the dumps right now and didn’t want to trouble any

prove

either. She didn’t know where he was or where his house was. After recalling how kind he had been to her so

guess I can just stay here for the night! The

his parents’ home after dinner and started driving back to his place. He turned the music up while driving and began to enjoy his alone time as usual when all of a sudden, he started getting the feeling as if he

by now. Where did she go? Did she go home? But she did say she ran away from home and even refused to leave my place last night, so she’s probably too ashamed to go home. That means she could

Queenie, but his hands had already

hotel lobby. He had a pretty good idea of where he could find her. If she were still in

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 all curled up and fast asleep on the couch in the lounge at the

air was chilly in the air-conditioned lounge, causing Queenie to 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

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

Queenie Silverstein! Wake up.” Nigel started calling

to physical means. He started patting her soft, tender cheek

shot up straight on the couch and looked at the man in front of her in fright before realizing who it

to a look of child-like surprise. “It’s you! Are you here to pick

eyes and the words that came out of her mouth made her seem like an abandoned puppy that had grown to rely on Nigel. He felt a

stood up and said coolly, “We have rules in this hotel. Employees are not allowed to spend the night in

didn’t affect her sense of joy in any way. She felt as if

back onto the couch. Nigel, who had just turned to leave, turned his head

little too embarrassed to look him in the eyes. She massaged her calves and said, “My legs have gone numb from the way I was

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

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

as jealous about it anymore because even those on the night

marrying Nigel and wasn’t going to steal

car, Queenie’s stomach began to rumble. She clutched her stomach

elegantly on the steering wheel as he drove them out

Who else would’ve gone without dinner apart from

would it be possible for me to make a somewhat unreasonable request?”

her thoughtfully. An unreasonable request?

I

of the company’s regular practice.” He denied her request without missing a

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

wouldn’t dare to ask a man like Nigel to lend

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

angry. She sighed and looked out the window. Her eyes lit up suddenly as she

low

remarked, “You

“There’s no way I’m doing that. My Dad kicked me out of the house. I have to survive on

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

rested her head on the door and stared out the window. At

but to try and negotiate with her stomach, “Can you be quiet for just one

the employees with breakfast every morning, so Queenie’s plan was to hold out until the

seen one as silly and amusing as her. Suddenly, he turned

the restaurant for a few seconds before turning to him. “Are you buying

let you eat up all of my snacks at home instead?” He scoffed as

Although he always had a cold and indifferent look on his face, she couldn’t deny

him. “Mr. Manson, you’re only cold on the outside. If you show a little more gentleness, I’m sure that the line of women hoping to be your girlfriend

she accidentally bumped into Nigel’s back, thanks

took two steps backward and rubbed her slightly sore nose as she looked

and warned coolly, “Stop talking so much if

hated hearing talk about getting a girlfriend. He had no intention of getting one as he considered a girlfriend to be nothing

once. Yet, she 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,

her mouth shut. Was I talking too much? Was

was served at their table. However, her expression became a

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

herself with food while the other sat quietly playing a game. Neither of

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 thing that was less than satisfactory about him would

make their fortunes by reporting on various rumors and gossip about him. Once, he streamed

on his game when he felt a pair of eyes on him. He could feel the

away and eyed Queenie as

in the act didn’t feel embarrassed in the

He was speechless.

she was ogling at him made him

the door to his room last

They started heading back down to the car. She

her mouth, but she kept burping from time to time.

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

her to get a chance to eat, so she had to eat as much as she could! Her burping died down after drinking some water, and now that she was full, she

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

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

she slept soundly and didn’t wake up throughout the entire trip

Manson’s Group main hotel, a couple came to book a room, and the receptionists working at the reception desk kept sneaking glances at the

Didn’t she just leave? Why did she come back to book

were soon thankful that they didn’t try to greet her because the name on the identification card read

elevators, one of the receptionists exclaimed, “She looks

hi to

think

could be right. Both

desk immediately fell silent. After all, they weren’t supposed to gossip about guests at the

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

on her, but most importantly, he was Queenie’s fiancé. The fact that she had snatched him away from Queenie made her even more pleased

is arrange our engagement, and then I’ll start preparing

a little stiff. Leslie couldn’t wait to get

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

right now!” Bonnie flashed him a seductive smile and hooked her arms around his neck before getting intimate with

to respond in kind, and never once did they

…

turned off the engine. He looked at Queenie, who was still

him with bleary eyes. When she realized they were in the

got out of the car as if it were the most natural thing in the world—as though

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

eyes flashed with a devilish glint. He wanted to

sore arm as she entered the elevator. As soon as she got

blankly at him. “Why are you

at his collar with a hungry expression as he

Ding!

her all the way to the guest room before raising his arms to trap

Is he trying to chase me out? Does he think he can scare me off just

let’s get married

back down as he took two steps back. “What did you

get married! Then, we elope!” Queenie

“Is that some kind of a joke? Who wants to get married

she grew serious and said, “Mr. Manson, wouldn’t

one getting a shock. It wasn’t fun anymore. “Queenie Silverstein, you can

bedroom. She chuckled and went

jumped out of bed and hurried over to his door to lock it. It was only then that he finally returned to bed with a sense

if Queenie was

The next morning.

a bag of clothes outside the room. A warm, fuzzy feeling blossomed in her heart. That man has actually prepared

quite thoughtful of

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

could enter his house so early in the

happily took the clothes and went back inside

Ten minutes later.

of morning coffee when he heard footsteps coming down from 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

Immediately, he turned away his gaze as if giving the woman any more attention would make her

when are you leaving? Can you drop me

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

Queenie followed closely behind.

…

Group’s

her mother. The Silversteins realized that Queenie’s phone had been off the whole time. Brandon got so anxious that

anyway. She then woke Leslie up, and the two of them got ready before heading down to the lobby to check out of

she could think about was what it would be like if she were to become Mrs.

the entrance. It was a man and a woman, and Bonnie’s

Nigel Manson. And

walked up to Bonnie and was about to pull

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 and

the night together again. Neither of them showed any respect for the fact that she was

swayed her hips and

Bonnie as he