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Ding!
The elevator arrived at their floor, and the doors slid open. 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 staying at my house.”
Queenie realized what was going on 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 a bold decision.
“Mr. Manson, let’s get married tomorrow!”
Nigel’s hands shot back down as he took two steps back. “What did you say?”
“Let’s get married! Then, we elope!” Queenie repeated in all seriousness.
It was Nigel’s turn to be dumbstruck. “Is that some kind of a joke? Who wants to get married to you?”
“You’re the one who started joking around,” Queenie retorted with a 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 want to give it a go?”
Nigel wanted to scare 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 think about setting your sights on me,” he warned.
Queenie watched him head off into his bedroom. She chuckled and went into the guest room as well.
It was 11.00PM when Nigel, who lay in bed playing a game, suddenly recalled something. He 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 of security.
He acted as if Queenie was some kind of hungry predator.
The next morning.
Queenie woke up at 8.00AM and opened 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 took the bag and realized it contained underwear as well.
That’s quite thoughtful of him!
Right at that moment, the door to the master bedroom opened, and the two of them stared right at each other.
Nigel saw the bag of clothes in her hand and instantly figured out who had prepared it for her. The only person who could enter his house so early in the morning and knew that a woman was staying with him was his assistant, Cecily Wentworth. No one else could’ve done it.
“Thanks, Mr. Manson!” Queenie happily took the clothes and went back inside the room to change.
Ten minutes later.
Nigel was sitting in the living room enjoying a cup 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 her. Even her hair seemed to sparkle in the light.
He stared transfixed for a few seconds before snapping out of it. Immediately, he turned away his gaze as if giving the woman any more attention would make her conceited.
“Mr. Manson, when are you leaving? Can you drop me off? I’m late,” Queenie asked frantically.
Nigel glanced at his watch before setting his coffee mug down. He grabbed his keys and headed toward the elevator.
Queenie followed closely behind.
At Manson Group’s main hotel.
Bonnie was woken up by a call 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 the police, and Maggie called Bonnie to rush her home.
Bonnie was reluctant to even bother with it. It’s not as if Queenie would seriously go missing anyway. She then woke Leslie up, and the two of them got ready before heading down to the lobby to check out of the room.
While sitting on a couch 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 she were to become Mrs. Manson someday. Everyone would be so envious.
Just then, two people came walking in through the entrance. It was a man and a woman, and Bonnie’s eyes flickered over before widening in shock.
That’s Nigel Manson. And isn’t that Queenie?
Leslie just finished checking out of the room. He had just walked up to Bonnie and was about to pull her into his arms to leave when she expertly avoided him.
She got up and rushed over to Queenie. “Queenie! Here you are! Mom and Dad are so worried about you. They’re looking for you right now!”
Queenie was thinking about work when she heard someone calling out to her all of a sudden. She looked up and saw Bonnie running over to her, with Leslie following right behind.
She didn’t even have to bother guessing. They must’ve come to the hotel to spend the night together again. Neither of them showed any respect for the fact that she was still Leslie’s fiancée.
Bonnie was heading toward Queenie, but she swayed her hips and strutted in front of Nigel.
Meanwhile, Nigel glanced curiously at Bonnie as he found the woman looked almost identical to Queenie.
Bonnie was confident that she was prettier and even more alluring than Queenie, so when she noticed that Nigel was staring at her, she didn’t show any shyness at all. In fact, she boldly gave him a suggestive wink.
When he spotted Bonnie’s flirtatious stare, Nigel suddenly realized that he could discern the two women easily. Their eyes alone were enough for him to tell them apart.
One had a pair of clear, bewitching eyes, while the other had a risque look in their eyes.
“Who’s this?” Bonnie pretended not to know who Nigel was. She assumed that all men would introduce themselves enthusiastically when she asked this question.
However, Nigel merely turned to look at Queenie. “I’ll come and find you after work.”
Queenie blinked and answered with ease, “Got it.” Then, she realized that they were in public, and she had to show more respect for Nigel, so she added, “Have a good day, Mr. Manson.”
Nigel, who started walking off earlier, turned back to give her a complex look before striding off to the elevator without looking back again.
Bonnie’s eyes were glued to Nigel as he left. She even started comparing Leslie with him and realized that Leslie, whom she considered rather handsome before this, was completely average when held up against a distinguished man like Nigel. In fact, they were leagues apart and shouldn’t even be compared to one another.
Leslie saw what was happening, but he could scarcely believe his eyes. Queenie, the woman he tossed aside, was now involved with Nigel Manson, the heir of the Manson Group They even showed up here at a hotel together. What’s going on? Are they here to get a room together?
He was furious. Once upon a time, he tried to get Queenie to come to a hotel with him, but she acted as if she were staunchly against such behavior before marriage. And yet, she was perfectly willing to come to a hotel with Nigel now.
Was she just looking down on my family? On me?
“So, Queenie, this is the type of woman you are, huh?” Leslie came over with an icy expression and grabbed Bonnie’s hand. “Let’s go, Bonnie.”
“You go ahead, Leslie!” Bonnie didn’t want to leave with him.
“Bonnie, why do you want to stay here? Let me take you home.” Leslie didn’t want to be apart from her.
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