“How much is this? I’ll return you all the money at once,” she offered as she held a packet of biscuits
up. Then, she tore the packet open and threw a piece into her mouth. “Didn’t you say that you’d pay for
my accommodation and food for a whole week, Young Master Nigel? Why are you asking me for
money now?” she protested.
“I’m charging for the snacks,” Nigel said with one eyebrow raised. He enjoyed watching Queenie lose
her temper. The snacks in Queenie’s mouth didn’t taste as good once she heard that she had to pay for
them. Well, do I have a choice? I’m the one who’s staying in his house now, right? “Are you still hiring
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Can I work there?” Queenie was thinking of getting a job, and she figured that since there was a
business owner right in front of her eyes, she might as well ask. I bet the pay will be good if I work at
his hotel, she thought..
“I’m not hiring, Nigel replied. He didn’t. want to hire female staff like her who’d only cause him trouble.
“I’m begging you. My parents chased me out of the house, and I don’t have anywhere else to go, so I
need to make my own living. I’d work for you even if you offered me a job as a cleaner.” Queenie didn’t
have high expectations.
“Why don’t I work as your maid at home? You can just provide me with a room and food. I promise I’ll
keep your whole house spick and span, and I promise I won’t steal any of your snacks.”
Queenie pressed her palms together as she looked at him with a sincere gaze. Nigel wasn’t a cold and
heartless man, and he was usually a nice boss to work with.
However, this was a woman who had offended him in the past, so his pride didn’t allow him to be nice
to her.
“No,” he rejected her immediately. Queenie bit her bottom lip as a hint of disappointment flashed in her
eyes. She munched on her biscuit as she tried to come up with a new plan for her future. “You can
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmclean up and go to bed after you’re done, Nigel said before he went upstairs with the packet of snacks
that she had handed him earlier. Queenie heaved a sigh.
There were a few more packets of snacks on the table, and food felt like happiness to her at that
moment, even though she felt rather glum after the rejection. Being the naturally optimistic girl that she
was, she quickly forgot about her sorrows as she munched on her snacks.
However, the silence of the hall seemed to enhance the loud thoughts in her mind. Did Mom and Dad
try to call me at all? Would they be worried about me? Or… do they not care about me anymore?
Tears formed in the girl’s eyes as she munched on her snacks. She bit her lip to stop herself from
making any noise, but a sob escaped her in the end. Meanwhile, the man who had come downstairs to
get some water froze when he heard the sound of sobs by the couch in the hall.
Hel was stunned for a few seconds, and he turned to find a girl munching on snacks while drying her
tears with the back of her arm. Nigel fell deep in thought after: that.