Chapter 342
Levi said calmly, “He’s handling something for me.“.
Maeve nodded and said, “Then, should ”
Should she leave first?
Maeve scanned the area, observing the absence of other individuals. If something like before happened again, it wouldn’t be good.
The place was surrounded by stairs, it was very unfriendly for someone with a disability.
“Should I take you upstairs?” she offered.
“Thank you, Maeve,” Levi responded as if he had anticipated her question. His acceptance was anything but modest.
Maeve regretted her politeness. Steeling herself, she walked behind Levi and began pushing his wheelchair.
He wore a simple white shirt and gold–rimmed glasses. His deep–set eyes, high nose, and chiseled features gave him the appearance of a refined rogue.
Maeve asked, “What room number, Mr. Hackett?”
No. 712
Maeve was taken aback “No. 7127”
“Why? Are you familiar with it?” Levi inquired.
“No, I just think it’s a nice number.” It happened to be her birthday.
She continued pushing Levi towards th
the elevator.
Levi’s expression was calm. “This is where I often work. Sometimes, when I have a business to handle, I stay here to avoid inconvenience.” “Oh,” Maeve replied. She was puzzled.
What did this have to do with her? It almost seemed like he was saying it just for her to hear.
She wondered if she was being narcissistic. Maybe he was just making conversation.
They soon reached the seventh floor, and Maeve wheeled Levi into room No. 712. The moment they entered, a light
The room was simply furnished, but everything in it was of exceptional quality.
“The decor here is quite different from the rest of the hotel,” Maeve observed.
“I live here. It has to be different,” Levi replied.
Of course. He was the boss, after all.
rance greeted them.
The Serenity Hotel was the biggest business hotel in the city, known for its top–notch amenities. This room was even better than the hotel’s largest presidential suite.
Maeve asked, “Mr. Hackett, where did your assistant go?“”
“There was a disturbance downstairs. He went to handle it. He should be back soon.”
Levi said calmly, “Please sit down and have some lemonade, Ms. Scott.”
“I don’t like lemonade,” Maeve replied.
“There’s soda too,” Levi offered
Marve was speechless
She had intended to use this as an opportunity to leave, but Levi’s mention of a disturbance downstairs had caught her attention. He had to be referring to Clara.