Substitute Bride For Young Master
Chapter 2's
Venice Marco Polo Airport is very crowded. The arrival area is filled with people with diverse looks, ranging from those who wear suits and pantofel to those who only wear T-shirts and jeans. Within the crowd, there appeared a woman lined up with the crowd and moved towards the exit.
The woman pulled over near the pillar and looked for an invitation that should have come. His eyes combed between the cars lined up neatly in front of him, examining the figures stamped on the back of the car carefully.
Be met.
He picked up a black suitcase leaning against his leg and dragged it towards the sedan in the fifth row.
A man waiting at the side of the car immediately greeted and saluted when he saw a woman approaching towards him. He had already seen the photo of the woman he had to pick up at the office, so it was not difficult to recognize her.
“Good morning, Vice CEO Lorie,” greet the man in the dark blue shirt politely.
“Pagi. Just call Lorie,” Lorie replied as she watched the man before her who might be around 27 years old.
“Oh, well ... um, Miss Lorie.”
Lorie's forehead frowned slightly when she realized the man's face was different from the photo sent to her yesterday.
“Leonard?” ask to make sure.
“Not, Miss. My name is George, replacing Leonard who had to escort the deputy director to Spain this morning. The Office has already contacted you, but your phone number is off.”
“Oh, I just turned it on and haven't checked the incoming messages. Sorry to bother you, George.”
“No problem. Please, Miss.” George immediately opened the trunk and put in his superior's suitcase.
“Thank you,” said Lorie before entering and sitting in the passenger seat.
Actually, he came to this town as well to replace Billy. Eleanor, Billy's one-year-old daughter, has a fever so she can't leave him. Mr. Alex was busy with triplets testing for second grade, so he was given a mandate to review and report. However, other than the board of directors from the headquarters, no one knew at all about his arrival.
It just so happened that he had wanted to visit Venice, the city he said was the most romantic in the world, so he gladly came.
“I will take you to the hotel, then return to pick up at ten to go to the headquarters,”, said George who had started driving out of the airport area.
“Good. Is the distance to the headquarter far?”
“About half an hour drive.”
“Oke.”
Lorie looked at the clock on her wrist. At 10:00, that means there are still approximately four hours to sleep, hopefully reducing jet lag that makes it a little impact. He looked outside, watching the buildings and buildings move quickly through the window. The streets are crowded, even though it is still early morning. From the appearance, it seems like those people are travelers who want to hunt tourist sites or just look for typical Italian culinary.
The car glides through the freeway, entering an area unknown to Lorie at all. Based on GPS, Hotel Amber should not be far away. The hotel is housed under one of the Jotuns Corps subsidiaries engaged in international accommodation. And, yes, Alex Smith did deliberately use his daughter's name as the name of the hotel.
Ever since the triplets entered elementary school, Alex had more often asked him to help take care of the company, flying to and fro at one time. The master was now more focused on taking care of his children, it seemed like that was the only reason for the man to continue to endure. Since Kinara's departure, the man has really looked like an undead, doing all sorts of robot-like activities. There was no more light of life in his eyes, except when interacting with triplets.
“Do you want something for breakfast, Miss?” bargain George.
George's voice cut off Lorie's wandering daydream. He replied quickly, “Not need, later I will order at the hotel only.”
“Good. If you have anything you need while you are here, please contact me or Leonard.” The bespectacled man smiled and glanced through the mirror above the dashboard, ensuring that his boss would feel comfortable during his time in Italy.
“Oke.”
The car slowed down and stopped in front of the main gate of the Amber Hotel. George opened the window and showed his identification. The security guard immediately presses the button so that the crossbar is lifted, giving access to be passed by the car.
George parked the car in front of the main lobby, then got off and pulled Lorie's suitcase out of the trunk.
“I brought to your room, Miss?” haggle for George again.
“I'm alone. Thank ye. I'll wait here at ten o'clock.”
“Good.” George bowed briefly before returning to the car and darting away. He still had to pick up one of the directors from his house and drive him to the office.
After George died, Lorie pulled her suitcase towards a glass door that kept turning when there were guests entering or leaving the hotel. The glass door model was like a tube with four bulkheads, so everyone who entered or exited would not mix.
Upon entering the main lobby, Lorie was immediately greeted by a security guard who asked her needs, whether she had booked a room or not. Because he was acting on the examination, Lorie was acting as an ordinary guest. He was then directed straight to the receptionist.
“Your room is on the 12th floor. This is the key to your room, Miss,” said a girl standing behind the reception desk.
“Thank you,” reply Lorie with a smile.
He immediately walked towards the elevator which was only about 5 meters away on the right side of the main lobby. After waiting in line with other guests, he was finally able to get into the elevator and slide up with eight other people.
Service is pretty good. All officers look deft and quick to carry out their duties. But this is just the beginning. Lorie will stay at the hotel for an entire week. He hopes the value of service at this hotel will last until the end.
As the elevator clinks and the lights on number 12 flicker, Lorie immediately exits and walks down the hallway on the left with the numbers 111-125. The room is number 120. He immediately attached the scanner key to the front panel of the door, then rushed in when the door in front of him was wide open.
“I really need to sleep,” murmured as he closed his room door again.
He left his suitcase at the door, went to the bathroom to clean himself up, then threw his body onto the soft bed that instantly absorbed the rest of his consciousness. In an instant a smooth snoring sound was heard in the room.
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