"...Excuse me, can I check in here?"
The beautiful front-desk attendant, who was actually a Prayer, stared in surprise at the young man who had suddenly appeared. He wore a black trench coat, his expression restrained yet hiding a sharp edge.
What happened...? Manager Hathaway said the place hadn't officially opened to the public yet.
In theory, apart from Miss Ren, there shouldn't be anyone else...
The beautiful receptionist quietly slipped a hand beneath the counter, preparing to press a special button while secretly remaining on guard.
Although they were only serving as receptionists, every Prayer in the club had been carefully selected and possessed a certain degree of defensive ability.
"Continue your work. I'll take care of this gentleman."
"Ah... all right, I understand, Manager Hathaway!"
Only then did Hathaway turn to the young man who had appeared at the front desk and say respectfully, "Hello, Lord Zhao Le. Welcome... Please follow me."
"Sorry for the trouble."
Faced with this seemingly meticulous mature beauty, Zhao Le became restrained as well. Although he couldn't sense the aura of a Black Soul from her, he still felt that this mature beauty was rather dangerous.
It was the second day after returning from the county town. Zi Ling's Mother and Lizi had just boarded the club's shuttle bus to go to work.
"Boss! Miss You Ye!"
After bringing Zhao Le inside, Hathaway tactfully left. She only needed to manage the affairs of the hotel club.
"Have a seat." Boss Luo gestured.
It was impossible not to be nervous. No employee could truly act without restraint around their boss. It was enough to be a little more at ease.
Zhao Le sat down calmly. "I should have returned to report earlier, but it seemed the boss had other matters to deal with