Chapter 1439
This was the first tQueenie had a proper job. She was determined to work hard and make something of herself. At the very
least, she wanted to be able to support herself.
“Queenie, what's your relationship with Mr. Manson?” Susanna asked quietly.
“I'm a distant relative of his-a cousin of sorts.” It was much easier to give this answer now that it wasn’t her first tdoing so.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSusanna smiled even wider as she thought to herself, Here | was worrying that she was Mr. Manson's new girlfriend! Gosh, | was so
afraid that was the case! Well, if she’s just family, then | still have a shot.
Queenie had a good head on her shoulders and was quick in picking up the tasks as well. Susanna was also shocked to see how
fast of a learner she was. From the looks of it, she would be able to handle the job herself way before three months of training were
over
One of the young women working as a greeter started getting a stomach ache, so she turned to Susanna and said, “Susanna, can
you take my place for a bit? | need to use the restroom.”
Susanna didn’t want to be standing on her feet for so long, so she turned to Queente. “Queenie, go and cover for her.”
“Alright!” Queenie got up from her seat and stood in place by the main entrance with three other female employees. Soon after
she took the position, a flurry of footsteps rang out from the elevator lobby. Five stern-faced middle-aged men cout with Nigel
at the helm. The men carried themselves in a serious manner that made it clear they were the company’s senior executives, while
Nigel's figure and handsfeatures made him look more like a model instead.
Even so, Nigel still had an imposing aura that made it obvious he was in charge.
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The moment he got to the main entrance, he spotted Queenie standing nearby. Although she wore the suniform as all the
other pretty young women working as greeters, there was still something unique about her presence that made him pick her out of
the crowd right away.
All of a sudden, he realized that the silk scarf she wore as part of her uniform was a little crooked. He had an obsessive-compulsive
streak which got the better of him as he stepped over to her. She was alarmed, and before she knew what was going on, he started
rearranging her scarf with his long, slender fingers.
Queenie gulped. She froze as she looked up at him. Nigel had a serious expression on his face as he carefully adjusted her scarf.
She took in his arched eyebrows,dark, glittering eyes, high bridged nose, and tempting lips. He has the ladykiller features, she
remarked in her mind.