Her Divorce Lawyer Want Her novel Chapter 45

Freya didn’t leave. She casually tied the curtain into a pretty knot for Herminia. A simple knot, but it matched the light–blue curtain perfectly, instantly adding a touch of warmth to the room.

On her way out, she straightened the slipcover on the couch and neatly hung up the coat and bag Herminia had casually tossed there.

After all this, Freya stepped out of the room. “Please feel free to call the butler if you need anything. Ms. Brandt.”

Herminia watched her work with her arms folded, feeling much more satisfied. “You’re a good manager,” she said.

“Thank you for the compliment. I’ll leave now. Enjoy your stay,” Freya replied.

When Freya came out of the room, only Claire was waiting for her outside.

Claire smiled. “It seems I don’t need to give you any pre–job training. You’re doing great. Have you done related work before?”

“Not really. I got married right after college,” Freya answered.

“Then how did you know how to do all that?”

Freya said, “My dad used to own a hotel when I was a kid. I basically grew up in that hotel.”

“So, did your dad teach you how to make those animal decorations?” Claire asked.

‘What animal decorations?‘ Freya thought for a moment before realizing that Claire was referring to the row of fabric animal figures she had made for Herminia.

Freya said, “It was my mom. She was very creative and skillful with her hands. She came up with lots of those fabric decorations for our hotel, and the guests really loved them.”

“I see. Then why aren’t you working at your dad’s hotel? Why come here to find a job?” Claire asked.

The smile faded from Freya’s face. “My dad’s hotel was sold,” she said.

“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that,” Claire said.

“It’s fine,” Freya replied.

Claire said, “There’s another room that might need your special attention in the future.”

Freya thought it was another difficult guest, so she nodded. “Since I’m the manager of Wesley Hotel, it’s my job. Take me there,” she said.

Claire led Freya to the top floor. The top floor of the hotel was the presidential suite, with terrace and an outdoor swimming pool. Usually, the guests staying here were all top dogs.

Claire said, “The guest specifically asked for a row of those animal decorations. Sorry for the trouble.”

“Did the guest here see the ones I made for Herminia?” Freya asked.

Claire didn’t answer her question and said, “Go in quickly. Don’t keep the guest waiting.” Then she left.

Freya had no choice but to brace herself and knock. “Room service, please.”

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12:40 pm P P P

Chapter 45

The door lock clicked open. Freya gently pushed the door. The living room was empty, but she could hear the sound of running water from the bathroom–the guest was showering.

Freya quickly went to the bedroom and crouched beside the bench at the end of the bed to make the animal figures.

Just as she finished making a little fabric rabbit, she felt a warm presence behind her.

She turned around and saw Ryan standing there, just wrapped in a bath towel. His hair and body were still wet. He was standing with his arms folded, watching her.

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