Jackson stood near the entrance of the hotel watching a woman who was standing at the receptionist. It was her first day after a week of training. Her training was shortened under chairwoman instruction. He knew the woman was special when even Blake warned him to not make his move on her.
"Welcome to Black Lotus Hotel. I am Marissa, may I help you madam." A smile carved on her lips the moment she greeted the woman who came with a clear angry face. She was nervous, but she tried to hide it by acting professionally, like she was taught. Being a secretary or receptionist, it was not much different dealing with customers.
"I need my husband's room number." The woman was frowning all over her face.
Already got a bad feeling about the situation, she acted calm and asked, "May I get your husband's name madam?"
"Christopher…" She put her hands on the counter, then looking straight, meeting Marissa's eyes, "Christopher Martin."
