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des, I had no plans of resuming the same day. But was asked to get started immediately as there was no receptionist at all present at th

rious place to be in. But I was an absolute introvert who hated to be with so many people and

PC waiting to face the countless annoying face

oing to do it because Steph was so sweet and pol

ld be able to figure most things out on my own,

e immediately. At first, I was nervous. I had already spoken with her, and she had asked me to get started. Bu

it was that she had to say."Good afternoon ma." It was already past noon. A few m

same charisma I eluded. "Please sit." She pointed

mind. There's so much you need to know about this job.

a spanking big grin, struggling to peep at me und

tart, I never considered working in a hotel. Besides, I didn't know much about bein

her gaze from me to the file open in front of her, she continued. "you know, dear. This isn't my hot

ing. I didn't know what to expect when she said that, and neither did I know what it meant. I w

ecrets about to be revealed, and then pausing to flip through t

the uncomfortable silence that lin

nd subconsciously swallowing some of the crimson red lipstick she had on. "We have an event coming up." She paused to le

her for her response. "If you can give it your best, you'll

ionist, I had a bad temper and got clumsy when stressed. "I have this under control, ma'am." I lied aga

l." She blinked

p you after it's closing time, and relay every other necessary infor

roning voice behind, but not in the least excited

"A lot of eyes are on us, and we have a lot of competitions. You have the image of the hotel in your hands, please don

t have noticed the little energy my voice had. All I wanted was to get pa

her office, she shouldn't have bothered asking me to go back to the reception hall. But asking me to leave, and calling me back often was so unnecessary. "Abou

ing at me. "That sounds fun." I managed to say,

going, dear." I genuflected subco

ow I was holding all along. And then I set out for the re

find my way back to the rec

for hours." I didn't know the name of the chubby

n't feel like arguing with someone who has

she was waiting for a response. And strode

h the hall, over thirty others were waiting for

ke this particul

onist would ask a customer. "How may I help you?" I star

was an entirely different person? "What's your room number?" I fin

is voice and tone acted like I wa

a key? I gave the customer a smile that

I'll find your keys in no time." I stood from the comfortable chair and attempted to find wher

ce sent a warning, causing me to take a closer look at him.

bureau. A body in the government that was respons