Chapter 13: I Never Accept Useless Things
Coffee slid down the front of his chest, spilling onto his top-of-the-line custom shoes.
The lobby manager was stunned, his face turning pale with fright.
This incident happened under his watch, and he had an unshirkable responsibility.
It would have been fine if it happened to someone else, but it just had to be their young heir.
Richmond is a nationwide chain of five-star hotels, one of the assets under the Seymour Consortium.
Matthew Rogers stood in place, his face looking slightly ashen.
The lobby manager looked at his expression and cautiously took out a tissue intending to help him wipe off, but Matthew Rogers pushed him away, eyes blazing with fire, gritting his teeth with a cold smile, "Scarlett Yates, you’d better give me a reasonable explanation."
Scarlett looked at him, then at Alexis Denton who was with him, and frowned disdainfully.
Yet another woman with a big bust and slim waist, with a fiery figure.