Chapter 16 Warmth
Charlotte was totally shocked. It had never occurred to her that she’d run into Malcolm here, and she instinctively stepped back with the
tray.
Malcolm frowned imperceptibly.
Charlotte was the Townsend family’s daughter. Why would she need to do a part–time job here? He was quite taken aback.
Charlotte’s fingers tightened and she dared not meet his gaze.
The person who sat closest to Malcolm asked, “Malcolm, do you know
her?”
Instead of answering, Malcolm kept staring at Charlotte, his expression
stern.
She tightened her grip on the tray and walked inside, trying her best to appear calm.
Just then, another man in the private room asked, “What’s your name?”
He was looking at Charlotte as he asked.
This was a star–rated hotel with strict management, and Charlotte didn’t dare to upset any customers. She said slowly, “Lotta.”
“Lotta? What a nice name. Come here and pour wine for me.” The man beamed.
Hearing this, she bowed to Malcolm and then walked toward the man
with the tray. She kept in mind that it was her job, so even though she felt Malcolm’s piercing gaze on her back, she maintained composure as she bent down and lifted the decanter carefully.
However, because of the fitted uniform, her curves were even more. captivating as she bent. At the sight of this, the man, who was already drunk, was greatly turned on, and he could hardly look away from her slender waist.
Suddenly, Charlotte felt a scorching hand on her waist, which startled her. She instinctively exclaimed, straightened up, stepped back, and looked at the man sitting on the couch.
Her exclamation drew everyone’s attention, including Malcolm’s.
Committing a slight faux pas, Charlotte was frightened. Normally, she would have known how to deal with such things properly, but not today. She had been panicking the second she saw Malcolm.
Lowering her head, she stood in place nervously.
Noticing Malcolm’s sullen expression, the person next to him said to
“Bobby, what’s this about? Have you forgotten where you
the m
are?”
Being rebuked, Bobby Snider withdrew his hand and smiled awkwardly, “Sorry. Maybe I should stop drinking.”
Someone soon changed the subject, and the others started to chat lively again.
However, Malcolm’s expression remained utterly stern. He picked up his glass and said to Charlotte standing opposite him, “You may leave
now.”
His voice wasn’t loud, and he said so in a flat tone, making it impossible for anyone to gauge his mood. Hearing this, she walked out of the room while clutching the tray.
Only then did the men inside stop ogling her.
Outside the room, she was still in a daze. It took her a long time before snapping out of it, and then she walked forward to move on with her business.
She worked till 2:00 p.m. Walking out of another private room, she saw Malcolm.
She stopped in her tracks, standing motionless in the corridor./
The light here was dim, adding a deliberate sensuality to the air. She gazed at him. pressing her lips together.
He was staring at her, too. After a long time, he walked toward her step by step, the light stretching his shadow to the utmost.
With the carpet on the floor, his leather shoes made no sound, but as he approached her, she felt the invisible weight pressing harder against
her heart.
Finally, he stood in front of her. “You work here?”
He was expressionless, and his words carried no warmth.
She didn’t know how to explain. After a few seconds, she muttered, “Yes. Could you… not tell Danielle and Dad?”
Malcolm looked down, somehow finding her slender neck under the dim light stinging his eyes.
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Chapter 16 Warmth
“Do you need money this desperately?”
