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“You are ready? Surprising.” he said while making his way to the dining table. He stops halfway and turns to me with his index finger pointing upwards. “Oh, I might have a meeting with Mr. Smith today. Keep my appointments with other people closed for now." He said with disdain towards me.
“Yes sir.” I replied as obedient as I could. Just as I was about to get up from the seat to leave the room, he turned and called out to me.
“Miss Lane.” he said with a pause.
I turned with my brows raised in surprise. “Yes, Mr. Maxwell?”
“Get me an expresso. Pronto!” he ordered without even looking at me to see my expression.
I took a deep breath, squeezed my hands into fists and finally loosened up and replied as calmly as I could. “Yes sir. Give me a few minutes.”
“And be fast, I don't like being kept waiting” he blurted as he walked to the living room and sat down.
I scoffed...“Who the hell likes being kept waiting after all. Idiot.”I contemplated as I walk towards the door to leave the room. I would have ordered the coffee from the suite, but I needed some space away from that inconsiderate brat. I arrived at the reception to relay the messages from him.
“Hello Miss. Lane. Good morning. Hope you had a splendid night?” the hot blonde from yesterday inquired.
“Oh, good morning...” Taking a closer look at the name tag on her shirt, it says Beatrice, “ I had a nice evening, thank you, Beatrice.” I replied with a warm smile.
She smiled back at me with an even more beautiful smile and raised her brow, depicting enquiry.
“Mr. Maxwell closed all his appointments for today. Only a Mr. Smith is allowed to see him.” I added as I moved my left hand from my hips to come rest on the counter.
“Okay miss. I will do so. Anything else?” she inquired.
“Oh, yes. Where can I get some espresso?” I asked. She gave me directions so I can get the espresso and head back for our room.
While I am going through some papers in the royal suite, I heard Moody calling me name.
“Yes sir!” I replied as I make haste to know the reason for me being called. I arrived in front of his room, only to see him sitting legs crossed, finishing up the expresso I brought for him. His eyes were on his tablet as always when I called his attention.
“You called for me sir?” I uttered with racing breaths.
“Yes, Mr. Smith said he couldn’t come over to the hotel for our meeting, he would be meeting me at lunch somewhere else. Get ready, we will be leaving in a few minutes.” he said as he looked at his watch.
“Sure.” I replied .
We arrived at the front of our hotel. The architecture still baffled me, no matter how many times I look at the building. The hotel was busy as usual, with affluent men and women entering and exiting the hotel. Ian Maxwell is one of these men.
His business associate, Mr. Smith had asked us to meet him at the restaurant outside of the hotel. We both head towards the road awaiting our ride to the location.
It wasn’t long before the ride shows up in a 2022 Jaguar F-type and the valet hopped out of the car, walking around and behind it to come over to our front.
This man was tall, average looking man, probably in his mid-thirties. He stretched out his hand, with the key in it, handing it over to Ian, who took the key and walks to opening the door to the car. He hopped in and signals that I do the same. I hop in in the left front seat and he zooms off to our destination.
Arriving at the restaurant, he parks at the parking lot and walks in the restaurant. The interior decorators of this bar did a wonderful job! Everything looks right in place and well arranged. Just as I was still soaking in the beauty of the restaurant, Ian left me at the door to meet his associate immediately. I was baffled for a minute there but immediately regained my composure.
“What are you waiting for? Or are your eyes not working again?” he exclaimed a few feet away from me.
I immediately looked down to avoid an eye contact and walked to his seat.
“Oh, good morning miss.” Mr. Smith greeted with a cheeky smile.
“Good day sir." I replied to the best of my composure.
“Where are the documents?” Ian insisted. His eyes locked on mine. I immediately started rummaging through my bag and voila, I found the documents.
“Here they are sir.” I said while giving them to him.
