Chapter 3

During the morning meeting, the general manager announced the news of the “important guest” checking in and expected all department managers to supervise those under their command to ensure that they were as careful and meticulous as possible.

As the housekeeping manager who had frequent direct contact with the “important guest,” Larissa was held back for extra instructions and exhortations. “Mr. Rogers has extreme germaphobia, so the rooms must be kept clean at all times. Work together with the reception; the moment they see Mr. Rogers heading out, tell the cleaning staff to clean his rooms immediately. Additionally, the cleaning staff are not allowed to touch Mr. Rogers’ personal effects. Not even once!”

Larissa thought it was a little ridiculous. “But what if Mr. Rogers left his clothes or whatever on the bed or something? Do we not make the bed for him then, just to avoid touching his clothes during cleaning?”

“Firstly, with his personality, Mr. Rogers would never just toss his clothes onto the bed. Secondly, even if he did, it’s better to wait for his return before you make the bed. Touching his things is an absolute no-no. Last year, something like this occurred in the main branch of the Regal Dynasty in Bartham. A cleaning staff moved Mr. Rogers’ laptop in order to wipe the table. When he found out, the housekeeping department, from managers to cleaning staff, all resigned.”

The general manager was stern. “I’m reminding you for your own good. Don’t take it for granted.”

“I will keep it in mind, Mr. Compton!”

When Larissa left, she immediately called for a department-wide meeting and conveyed the general manager’s explicit instructions to them. To ensure no mistakes were made, she specifically arranged for the two oldest and most experienced cleaning staff in the department to be in charge of cleaning the presidential suite.

Kevan went out rather early and did not return even after Larissa’s shift had ended at 8 pm.

number after her shower. Larissa hurriedly called back. The call was about to be dropped automatically when someone

was terribly

other end and quickly said, “Of course,

the Regal Dynasty’s presidential

moment later, Kevan opened

only a white shirt, one side of the hem loosely tucked into his silvery gray pants. The other side of the

from the collar were

of him. His hair was not entirely dry yet and

outright

yanked her into the room before she could react. The door slammed shut with a loud thud, and Larissa’s back collided against the solid, cold door. Her face scrunched

eyes widened

to hers. His eyes were closed, his eyelashes quivering slightly, and his face had an unnatural flush. His kiss was fierce and

the disparity in strength had her essentially pinned to the door. She was so panicked that she hit and kicked him. Yet, at the

resistance meant nothing to Kevan. Not only did it fail to stop him, but it encouraged him further. Leaning close to her ear, Kevan murmured,

short skirt. Her rationality told her, “No! You can’t!” But then the intimate scene between Travis and Amber

the marriage was all but dead, why could

dark eyes snapped open, revealing a strange gleam

Larissa passed out.

eyelid and reached out for the phone that looked just like hers on the bedside table. Then, she answered it without bothering

“Hello?”

nasal twang shocked the

A woman?!”

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