Sweet Subterfuge by Trina Duo

Chapter 2

Larissa did not return to the private room.

The incident in the corridor had attracted the attention of quite a crowd. That naturally included Travis’ subordinates. They had seen Travis leaving with Amber in his arms, but not a single person showed any signs of shock or surprise.

It was likely that they already knew about Travis and Amber’s affair.

Thinking back to how she deliberately acted affectionately with Travis in front of them, Larissa thought herself an idiot. They were likely laughing at her on the inside.

Doing everything in her power to hold back her tears, Larissa drove home.

The house was dark. When she turned on the lights, everything was as she left it before leaving for the gathering.

But the air had gotten significantly colder.

Without further delay, Larissa stuffed all of her valuables into two large suitcases and headed straight to her workplace, the Regal Dynasty Hotel.

She was the manager of the hotel’s housekeeping department, and she had a private staff room there due to her constant night shifts. Although there was nothing in there but a bed, it was enough to be a temporary home before she could find a new place to live.

…

Although Larissa was in charge of the housekeeping department, she was quite familiar with the people in the lobby as well as the reception due to having worked at the Regal Dynasty Hotel for almost five years.

“Ms. Seymour? I thought you took the day off today?” Livie, a receptionist, asked in surprise when she saw Larissa come in with two large suitcases.

“Something came up, so I came back.” Larissa easily avoided the question.

But Livie was staring at her suitcases. “What about those?”

“Oh, an important guest is coming to our hotel. To provide the best service for him, I’ll be staying in the hotel for now.” Larissa recalled the matter discussed by the general manager during the morning meeting two days ago and used it as an excuse.

Livie did

I heard about it from our manager too. Looks like an executive from the company. He told us to be as professional as possible for these two days. If we’re caught making mistakes, then we’d have to pack our things and go.” She pursed her lips.

had no desire to hang around. Pointing at the

two steps when the sounds of two different sets of steady footsteps could be heard. In the quiet of the

in, side by

black suits

those young stars with huge followings—slim eyebrows, captivating dark eyes, and soft lips set

pocket. Despite his elegance, there was a hint of roguishness to his temperament. As if sensing

unlike his overall innocuous appearance. Larissa could not help but shudder

check in?” Livie’s sweet voice sounded at just the right moment. Only then did

forward and said, “Yes.”

reservations?” Livie

his ID over. “One presidential suite, and

one presidential suite in the Regal Dynasty Hotel. According to the general manager, it was reserved for

her suitcases at the reception, turned, and made her way to that tall man. She put a professional smile on her face and stuck out her hand. Just as she was about to open her mouth, she suddenly remembered that she did not even know his name. Her smile froze for a second before she

am the manager of the Regal Dynasty’s housekeeping department. My name is Larissa Seymour. I will be in charge

at her for two seconds

“Hello.”

had expected. It had a low, rich timbre, like a good-quality cello.

in it

his right hand from his pocket and was gripping hers. His hand was just as smooth as his face, and his fingers were slender and

which was slightly more calloused than his, and a sense

the man said, uttering an

few seconds before she

to meet you, Mr. Rogers!” she said respectfully.

faded from his face, and a hint of frost crept into his gaze. He drew back his hand and stuck it into his pocket again.

man had finished checking in and handed a room card to him. “We’re good

walked toward the elevator. When the other man bypassed Larissa, he kept shooting

looks. She touched her cheek awkwardly, and waited until they were both in

head in

…

the morning. “Where have you been?” He used an interrogatory

answer his question.

a half-minute silence on the