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Chapter 1412
“How did she get the card to our room? Isn’t this supposed to be the best hotel in the city? I want to file a
complaint.”
Once the voices were gone, Queenie finally sighed in relief, but when she turned around, she realized she had yet
another problem on her hands.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtA problem in the form of a handsome man who had a swollen forehead thanks to her. He was glaring daggers at
her.
“Let me take you to the hospital, sir!”
However, he merely pointed at the door and commanded icily, “Get out.”
“Yes, right away!” Queenie replied before scurrying out the door.
At the same time, the man’s phone started ringing and he picked it up. “Hello?”
“Mr. Manson, the meeting has started.”
“I’ll be right down.” Nigel replied. He took a deep breath. Who could tell him what the deal was with that rude girl
just now?
The senior executives of Manson Group were all gathered in the hotel’s conference room on the eighth floor, and
the one seated at the head of the table was Nigel Manson. It had been two years since he first returned from
studying abroad, and now, he was a lot more dignified and reserved.
Everyone was staring at the man at the head of the table whose forehead was red and swollen, and they all voiced
their concern.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“What happened to your forehead, Mr. Manson?”
“Mr. Manson, I think you should go to the hospital! You might be left with a scar if you don’t treat it right away.”
“Who had the gall to injure you right here in the hotel, Mr. Manson?”
Nigel exhaled and instructed his assistant, Andrew Knight, “Bring me some ice. I’ll be fine once I ice it down.”
“A woman barged into my room this morning which led to me banging my forehead against the door, but I won’t
pursue the matter since she’s a guest here at the hotel,” Nigel explained with a huff.
“You’ll need to be more careful next time, Mr. Manson! I’ve heard that a lot of young women from wealthy families
stay in our hotel just so they can bump into you!” one of the managers said with a grin.
The others began to join in as well. “I’ve heard about that too! Mr. Manson is one of the most eligible bachelors in
town. All these young, wealthy ladies are racking their brains to find a way to marry him!”