The staff, taken aback, instinctively glanced towards Hannah.
She caught the look and questioned, “What's the matter? Are you going to tellthe third floor is fully booked?" "No, that's not it," the staff quickly regained composure.
"The only publicly available room on the third floor is currently occupied by this guest.
Sir, you're welcto switch with her if she agrees.
Hannah smiled.
"What a small world! It's funny that there's only my room that's available.
" She then playfully addressed Bryson, "If you really prefer the third floor, I suppose you can have my room.
" Before Bryson could respond, the staff interjected, "I apologize.
There's been a slight mix-up.
Our manager just confirmed that your assignment to the third floor has been documented and room swaps can't be done.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"But it was you who just offered the possibility of switching rooms, and now you're saying it's not allowed. What's going on with your management?" Hannah deliberately challenged, aiming to provoke a reaction from the staff.
His face momentarily betrayed anger before smoothing back into composure.
"I apologize, but this is our boss's place.
The rules cfrom our boss.
Your actions now placein a difficult position.
I have no other options.
" "Fine.
"With an unmistakable air of haughtiness, Hannah declared, "I demand to see your boss immediately.
This island is set to be auctioned soon.
It's possible I might end up owning it.
I'm curious to know why he imposes so many rules.
" Her confrontational tone visibly troubled the staff member.
Seizing the opportunity, H nnah pressed on, "What? Does your boss only have the courage to trouble us from the shadows? Is he too scared to meetface to face?" The room fell silent momentarily as the staff member seemed to listen intently to something through his earpiece.
He then forced a conciliatory smile.
"Please, Miss, calm down.
We admit our mistake and offer our apologies.
Tonight, our boss will extend a gift to you as a gesture of apology.
He explained that if it was meant to be, there'd be a possibility for you two to meet.
" Hannah scoffed, dismissing their words as overly mysterious.
Narrowing her eyes thoughtfully, she watched as the staff member excused himself and shut the door behind him.
Merlin sat beside her, his gaze fixed on Hannah.
"Miss Moore, you seem quite different today.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmGetting a bit feisty, are we?" "Enough," Hannah snapped, her expression icy.
She shot a glance at the bodyguard standing next to Merlin and commanded, "Let him out.
The bodyguard, appearing on edge, stepped closer.
"I can't do that.
It's not safe to leave you alone with Mr.
Garza.
"Are you questioning my intentions?" Hannah asked, her sneer tinged With indifference.
“Just leave,” Merlin interjected from his wheelchair, his voice relaxed. He flashed a smile.
"I trust that Miss Moore has no intentions of harminghere. " "But Mr.
Garza..." the bodyguard started.
Merlin cut him off with a cold look.
"Didn't you hear me?"