Chapter 5
That evening, Cameron and Harry left the hotel to attend the welcome dinner. Quinn returned to her office. When she entered, she heard others gossiping.
“Did you guys know? That big shot just now isn’t a small fry. He’s the behind-the-scenes boss of the largest domestic conglomerate and the head of Imperial Group.”
“Really? No wonder Mr Thompson’s so nervous. We’ve had many big shots in Xenvale before, but I’ve never seen him act as cautiously as he is now.”
“You’re not kidding, right? Have we really never had someone with such an elite status stay at our hotel before? Tsk tsk! I envy Ms. Lawson for being able to serve Mr. Sutton.
“Ms. Lawson is so beautiful. Who knows? She might get lucky and captivate Mr. Sutton at first glance and become someone to him.”
“Haha! Don’t say such nonsensical words. If that person from the butler department hears about this, you never know what she might do to you. Their position as a butler was taken away, and they might be holding a grudge.”
As the two staff chatted with each other, they were completely unaware of the figure approaching from the side.
Rebecca Lynch, the head of the butler department, stared at the two attendants with a displeased expression and scolded, “Are you both so free now? Have you finished all your work?
“Since you have time to chit-chat here, I’m guessing that you both don’t feel like doing your job anymore.”
The two attendants who were scolded quickly lowered their heads and apologized before quickly disappearing.
Rebecca’s anger hadn’t yet subsided when she looked up and saw Quinn standing at the door with an awkward expression.
She took a few steps forward and walked up to Quinn, sarcastically remarking, “I’ve long known about your extraordinary ways, and I’ve gained some insight today.
“However, I’d just like to kindly remind you that the tale of Cinderella is just that—a fairy tale. It’s a fairy tale simply because such things don’t happen in real life. You should know your place and responsibilities!”
Quinn understood why Rebecca was being sarcastic, but she wasn’t angry. Instead, she just smiled faintly and said, “You care for me enough to give me advice, so I’ll accept it.”
Upon seeing that she hadn’t successfully provoked Quinn, Rebecca felt that it was pointless and glared at the former angrily. She then walked away with her head held high.
Quinn watched Rebecca’s departing figure and let out a long sigh.
Others thought she had simply gotten lucky by having the opportunity to serve someone so powerful. But only she knew how much she didn’t want to be a butler for Cameron.
…
There was a small room inside the presidential suite that was usually meant as living quarters for maids. It was also where the butler stayed to be able to provide a 24-hour personal service for the suite’s guests.
After dinner, Quinn returned to the room and waited for Cameron to return. At around 10:00 pm, she felt sleepy and was about to lie in bed for a nap when her phone on the bedside table suddenly rang.
She reached out for her phone and glanced at the caller ID. It was a call from Harry, Cameron’s assistant. They had exchanged phone numbers with each other for easier communication before Harry left the hotel.
What could Harry want at this time of night?
Quinn answered the phone with confusion, placed it to her ear, and said,” Hello, Mr. Campbell…”
“Ms. Lawson, you have to come to Club Nightwater immediately. Room 999.” Harry sounded urgent and spoke in a tone that left Quinn with no room for refusal.
Harry and Cameron truly were similar—”like boss, like employee”. They were similar in their regards to ordering others around.
Quinn muttered disgruntledly to herself, but she still asked, “Excuse me, but what’s the matter?”
“It’s Mr. Sutton. I’ll give you 15 minutes to hurry up and get here!” Harry exclaimed. He didn’t even wait for Quinn’s agreement and simply ended the call immediately after he finished speaking.
