It was already 5:00 pm, Mr. Caesar left and said his goodbye. Suddenly I was called in by room 332. No, why? I wonder what this person needs because I was already beaten up since this morning. " Good evening dear guest, what can I do for you?" I asked, though I still held a grudge against him. " Oh, did I just call someone? Oh, it was maybe I pressed some button" Emery smirked. Grrr, it's obvious he did this on purpose, " Sr. it seems that you have pressed the service button, the button you used 8 hours ago to order your refreshments" I said trying to fake a smile.
Emery crossed his legs, " Oh my, I must be really clumsy" Emery said in a sly tone. " Anyway, why don't you go back to your rabbit hole," Emery said, " Excuse me? RABBIT HOLE? I AIN"T NO RABBIT!!" I thought to myself. Trying to hold my anger, I still forced a smile, but it was already pretty obvious that it was fake since no one smiles happily when being teased. " Oh it seems like the Sir seems to have a really unique choice of words, I recommend you to visit the library located on the 4th floor( Translates to= Oh it seems like you suffer from severe poor eyesight and a have a horrendous vocabulary like you haven't gone to your English class, I would advise you to go back to your country)" I said in my poised fixture.
Emery raised his right eyebrow, " Oh sure is, ever since I got here I feel like everyone loves me and I could really use a hand at my experience here at this hotel. It seems like the hotel is cleaned throughout, from the corridors to the halls. But I could see a speck of dust in here( Translates to= I feel like someone is holding a grudge here for nothing, and I feel like this hotel is like a charity for people who is in desperate need of work and could use a bit of cleaning" Emery answered back. " Very Well" I answered, I hurriedly went straight out of the room annoyed, again. Do I really have to bear this knucklehead for the next four days?
My off-duty hours will end at 6:00 pm and it was already about time for dinner, I went to the canteen for the hotel's staff and found Martina and Amelia. "Hey, guys," I said in an exhausted voice, I went near their table and sat on the chair. I plunged my head on my arms and I felt like I could die already anytime. " Shane is there a problem?" Martina asked. " Emery Robertson, HE is the problem," I said in a contemplating tone, "Emery Robertson, sounds familiar," Martina said. " You know who that guy is?" Amelia asked. " I've read some magazines about him whenever I go for an interview since there are piles of newspapers and magazines up for reading," Martina said.
" I remember an article in the magazine about him in the business section, he is supposed to be the heir to one of the most famous business empires in the whole country," Martina said. That guy? I can't complain why his attitude was like that in the first place, then I suddenly thought of Mr. Caesar. Anyone of you knows who Ronan Caesar is? He must be a business partner of Mr. Robertson's. Amelia opened her phone and searched for the name " Ronan Caesar". "Ooh, it looks like this "Ronan Caesar" is known for his company for Oil production and manufacturing, and it says here that multiple businesses invest in his company from different countries all around the world. Now that's what I call a proper gentleman, unlike that Emery Robertson.
" Guys, I chatted with him for a while at the elevator on the way to Mr. Robertson's room. It seems like his daughter was kidnapped when she was just 2-years-old." I said. " Is that so? Let me search about this crime" Amelia said. " Martina and Shane, it looks like his daughter was been lost for 21 years, if she was kidnapped at age 2, she would have been 23 by this time." Amelia blurted. " Amy, I think that a reporter would suit you, you are a person who has the potentialITY," I said. "What? She is just telling a bluff at us Martina don't take her words" Amelia said, three of us laughed and finish dining our dinner. " Martina, me and Amelia ride together on our way home, do you want to join us?" I offered to Martina, " I would love too but I have to go to the hospital, you know, my mother" Martina said.
"Oh, of course, I hope she gets better," I said, " Yeah I feel the same" Amelia answered back. We waved each other goodbye and me and Amelia booked a taxi on our way home, we only lived close, next to our usual meet-up in the park.
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