he air conditioner, but she blew that opportunity because she shot her

ull of ups

grateful for getting her job back at the Sybil Hotel. High-end hotels like these usually had internal traini

ble!" she shouted. Her scr

, she looked around. She cou

les with a beautiful pattern. White dots adorned the tiles like apricot flowers blooming in a ravine. Above

counter. On the left, there were three desks in a row, an

yping could be heard. The secretaries were working with th

e. She was shivering in

put the bathroom brush and the toilet cleaner into the bucket. Evelyn was engrossed in her work when she suddenly heard

of the elevator. She didn't know whether he saw her or not but the man turned his head slightly, a

. She couldn't help clutching her chest as Byron'

still in the hotel, she wou

lization. She had signed a labor contract. If Byron fired her

f him? 'There's no need to b

e again walked out of the bath

n leave

order. He sorted out the documents on the table, put his briefcase under his armpit, pic

et some rest. Staying up late is ba

yes never left the laptop. Vincent suspec

Vincent walked out a

dark outside

glanced at his wristwatch and saw that it w

to leave after readin

d walked out to wait for the elevator. T

he door opened automatically. Before Byron could st

on to the mop bucket. He was considering whether or not to fire th

he same little woman, who

about to close, somethin

eyes and blinked hard. A tall man was standing in front of her. He was wearing a w

ice. His eyes were dark and a little angry. Looking a

...I'm sorry," E

what a privat

h were like icy daggers, which m

the whole elevator was flooded with warm light, and the

n't know. Today is my

. He hauled Evelyn up to the mirror and th

hu

rt sunk to the ground al

You can't drive me away at will!" she

s temper at the pathetic sight before him. "You look scruffy and disheveled. Do you know what the most importan

d, "The coffee splashed when I was collecting the coffee cups.