“Mr. Farwell, then shall we…” one started to ask Lucian’s opinion. Lucian was silent as he turned and headed toward the employee’s lane that the manager was talking about.
Just as he took two steps forward, he heard a hysterical woman’s voice saying. “Roxanne Jarvis, this is all your fault! If not for you, Jack wouldn’t ignore me!”
Lucian stopped in his tracks. At that, the others around him quickly stopped as well before casting him a look of confusion. Only Cayden knew what Lucian was thinking about, and he quickly said. “Mr. Farwell, I’ll go ahead and take a look.”
Lucian inclined his head with a dark look in his eyes. After receiving his employer’s approval, Cayden strode toward the entrance of the hotel. In the meantime, the others waited in their spots with Lucian, puzzled.
Wasn’t Mr. Farwell repulsed by the scene at the entrance just now? Why is he suddenly interested in it?
A moment later, Lucian returned from the hotel entrance and whispered something to Lucian. In the next second, Lucian’s expression visibly darkened. In fact, even the temperature around him lowered.
The people held their breaths. “That’ll be it for today. Let’s go on our separate ways now,” Lucian said to the people beside him after taking an expressionless glance at the crowd at the hotel entrance.
Then he strode over to the doorway. The people looked at each other, unsure if they should actually leave or not. “My apologies. Mr. Farwell has something to deal with, so we’ll continue this another day,” Cayden insisted politely.
The people hesitated for a brief moment as Cayden stared at them. Finally, they decided to leave via the employee’s lane with the manager.
Once the people were gone, Cayden sighed in relief and turned to walk toward the hotel entrance. How can something so coincidental happen?
Cayden had lost count of how many times the hotel Lucian was at for social gatherings coincided with Roxanne’s. Furthermore, a drunk woman was stirring up trouble with Roxanne this time.
I wonder how the scene is going to unfold once Mr. Farwell reaches them. Once again, Jessica’s words put Roxanne in the spotlight.
A headache began forming in Roxanne’s head, for she had no idea what explanation she could possibly give. Perhaps to those who knew nothing about the situation, she was a wretched woman who seduced. men shamelessly.
At that thought, Roxanne looked up at the expressions of the people in the crowd around them. The crowd was a small one, but everyone had dubious looks on their faces.
Perhaps it was because they felt that they were above the commotion-causing group. The crowd. looked away when Roxanne’s gaze landed on them.
Roxanne could not decipher what they were thinking about, and she felt even more helpless than before.
“Ms. Hightower…” Although she knew that it would be no easy feat to convince a drunkard, Roxanne still wanted to try to defend herself.
However, just as she called out to Jessica, she heard a commotion from the crowd around her. Hence, she trailed off and instinctively turned toward the direction of the noise.
It was then she was greeted by a tall figure striding toward her. Everyone turned to look at that man, who had his hair slicked back to reveal his sharp features.
The man’s brows were knitted, and his thin lips were pressed tightly into a straight line, which made his irritation visible to all. Moreover, he was wearing a tailor-made suit which accentuated his figure and made him look noble.
