strands resting on her white shirt's shoulder. The shirt was tucked into a shor
ld a black leather rectangular objec
h small wrinkles forming due to her frown and stress, revealed t
on, the mental stress, which seemed to have aged her ten
e, and a badge reading 'Manager' revealed his identity as the manager
anized by the woman in front of him. The visible urgency on her face bewildered
er phone, her fingers dancing over the display in an elegant yet rapid manner. This prompted him to re
might crash at any moment. Her trembling fingers barely
fending the board members who were already inclin
el
e line, a blend of sweetness that could lure one in and a sharpness that could cut
itch, Helga cried out with visible anger evident on her face, both hands trembling unco
contrasted with her secretary's, its tone
s, Helga's professionalism kicked in, and she instantly adjusted to provide the requested information. Ho
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roar, prompting the hotel staff and Helga to ins
eec
asphalt reached Helga, causing her eyelids to quirk slo
ously opened her tightly shut eyes, blinking for a
gleaming in the daylight, with a trai
car before it's door swung open, revealing marvelous interior but
fabric billowing gently in the breeze. Her raven-black hair fluttered as
high cheekbones, and sharp jawlines, her lips curv
before her held breath since the moment car arrived finally let ou
re a smile appeared. Her eyes glanced towards the b
rplexed by those words, Helga raised her e
r eyes towards the hotel building. She moved forward
had known Esme for more than a decade since they studied at the same school, ins
ith her hand. She lifted her palm, waving towards Helga, who was trying to approa
de the hotel building before sighing and turning
f moved towards the car, pushing a metallic hotel trolley t
peared, and the hotel staff. She sighed and moved towards the car,
inhaled a mouthful of air. She straightened her body like any employee who stands proud even
member had already opened the trunk. Instantly, her expression c