Cecilia quickly dressed and went to the door, pushing Emma into the bedroom.
She looked at the man in front of her. He was still tidying his clothes with his back turned to her, his arrogance exuding.
‘Stay patient, Cecilia.’
"Excuse me, who are you?"
Ethan turned around, his eyes that were previously dismissive suddenly lighting up the moment he saw her.
Her half-dried hair was casually draped over her shoulders, her fair skin still slightly hot, whilst every little move seemed as if she had walked right out of a painting.
No wonder she could win Alex’s approval.
But he was here today for a serious reason, and he couldn't let beauty cloud his judgment.
"Ahem Hi, I am Ethan Lawrence, the manager of this hotel."
Ethan Lawrence...
Cecilia looked at the young man in front of her. He was in his early twenties, his features graceful but still showing a hint of immaturity; clearly, he was a charming man.
She asked, "What can I do for you?"
