"Where is she?" Manager Lang roared at his Deputy Manager when even after five minutes there was no sign of the waitress whose name he now knew was Rita.

The Deputy Manager was sweating profusely by the glares he was facing from his usually sweet senior.

"Sir, she must be-" His words were cut off by the knock on the door.

A wave of relief washed over him when he realized that this could only be the woman they had been waiting for all along.

Glancing at his superior, the Deputy Manager nodded before jogging to the door to open it for the one standing outside.

Just as they had expected, the one standing before them was the waitress/ maid they had been waiting for.

"What took you so long?" The Deputy Manager snarled at her the moment she came into sight.

Rita chuckled sheepishly because there was no way she could answer that question.

What would she say? That was dressing her naked body which had been thoroughly ravished by that surprisingly virile middle-aged man?

Therefore, she chose to remain silent which did not land well in the eyes of Manager Lang who had been watching their interaction from his seat.

"I would like to speak to Miss Rita alone." Manager Lang announced, attracting their attention.

Quick to read between the lines, the Deputy Manager nodded and walked towards the door but shot Rita a glare before he could do so.

'You are so done!' He glowered at her for earning the ire of the usually level-headed and calm Manager.

However, Rita was unable to decipher the cause of this attitude from her superior.

As the door shut behind the man, the Manager and the waitress who turned around to face him were left alone in his cabin.

"Do you know why you were called here?" Manager Lang questioned as he tapped a finger on the wooden desk.

While facing the strong auras of men like Reuben Ming and Benji or even while facing Lina, his demeanor could be considered to be mild and mellow.

However, in his own likeness, Manager Lang was the top dog of this hotel.

Everything that took place here was his responsibility which made him eligible to have a certain authoritative aura that was evident through his body language.

Rita, the waitress, nodded her head as she had a clue why she had been summoned here with such urgency.

"I am sorry for being late, Manager. I swear that I will not repeat it again." She bowed her head while apologizing for her tardy behavior.

She knew when to advance and when to retreat.

Right now was not the time for her to pick a fight with this man as her job would be at stake if she made one wrong move.

Therefore, before he could reprimand her for being late to work today, she decided to put on an earnest face and expressed her sincere apologies for her wrongs.

Unfortunately, she was not called here on account of clocking in late to work today but for a whole other reason.

When Rita raised her head once she was done with her pretense of being sincere in her gesture of asking for forgiveness, she saw the Manager looking right at her.

Manager Lang's eyes had noticed how her uniform was creased, her under eyes had dark circles, and not to mention the strong scent of perfume reeking from her body the moment she walked in through the door.

Everything pointed towards her not having prepared well for her new day at work.

'Or maybe she never went back home…' The thought of this possibility made the Manager's face darken.

He had heard hushed rumors among the other female employees that some of the waitresses and maids were physically involved with the guests.

However, he had brushed them off as jealous whispers coming from the other staff members.

This time, his senses were telling him that maybe, just maybe, those women were not simply spreading gossip but their words held some truth in them.

Yet, he had to put a pin in that thought for he had bigger matters to resolve.

"Did you serve the guests staying in room 802?" He went straight to the point.

From the phone call he had received from Emperor Ming, he had assessed what the waitress had tried to pull with him.

However, he waited to hear what she had to say for herself.

It took the waitress a minute to recall the room number that Manager Lang had mentioned.

Once she had found the memory she was looking for, she froze for it was the room in which she had brutally failed in trying to seduce Master Reuben Ming.

Her desire to seduce that excellent bachelor and gain some benefits from him had been thwarted by the emergence of that woman who had popped up out of nowhere.

Yesterday night, Rita had used that middle-aged man's body as compensation for the loss that she had faced earlier.

He had been her memory-eraser pill and had succeeded in getting her mind off the thought of her bitter defeat.

She could not compete with the woman who had charmed Emperor Ming so she had enchanted the man that was within her grasp.

She was happy with the target whose bed she had climbed into with ease last night.

However, that little ounce of victory she had felt was now gone after Manager Lang had reminded her about the shameful incident she had faced in room 802.

Manager Lang had been keeping a keen eye on her and hence had noticed each and every expression that had flashed across her face.

There was anger, jealousy, regret, and then somewhere in between, he had found a gleeful look on her face which then again morphed into shame and annoyance.

Through them all, he remained silent and waited for her to answer.

"Yes, Manager." Rita finally found her words when she realized that she had been standing still as a statue ever since she had entered this room.

The Manager did not wish to drag this matter out for long so he went straight to the point.

"You offended someone whom you should not have, Miss Rita and for that, you should be able to bear the consequences of your actions." He uttered with an expressionless face.

These words were so clear for the waitress to understand that she was once again struck by lightning.

From his words, she could sense that Manager Lang knew about her misdeeds and a slight blush crept upon her face.

She had done the same with many men and most of them had fallen for her tricks, ending up with her in bed.

Never once had she faced such an incident where the guest had filed a complaint about her behavior with the higher-ups.

This was the main reason why she had been able to continue working in such a prestigious hotel even with her track record of sleeping with numerous guests who stayed here.

The other maids treated her like an outcast but she did not care as she was getting paid twice as much as them for a simple night of sleeping with these men.

However, throughout the years that she had been doing this, this was the first instance where someone had tattled against her.

'All I did was try to hit on him!' She screamed in her mind as she had not even succeeded to seduce the powerful man.

She defended herself as he had not even fallen for her tricks.

So she could not understand why she was being punished for something that she had not managed to accomplish.

"Manager, I did not do anything!" She clutched her chest and shook her head in an attempt to save herself from losing this job.

Not only was she working in a high-class hotel, but she was also meeting such influential people who were willing to spend money on her.

This was her cash cow to live a good life so she was not willing to let it slip out of her hands.

"You should have thought of that before you tried to 'serve' Mister Ming." Manager Lang did not hide his derision when he pointed out her first and only mistake.

If she had just done her job and left the room then none of this would have happened.

However, what was done was done and now she had to deal with the aftermath of her actions.

'No wonder people fear Emperor Ming.' She gritted her teeth as his one sentence had cost her this high-paying job.

Yet, thinking of the numerous benefits she had gained through this very job over the years, she was unwilling to let go of it without giving it a proper fight.

"Manager…" She whispered while looking up at him with her misty eyes.

Manager Lang was shocked to see how her earlier annoyed face after being told that she was fired was now laced with a coquettish and sultry aura.

Crossing the distance between them, Rita stepped towards him.

"Is there any way we could sort this matter out?" She muttered in a soft voice while biting her lip.

The man raised his eyebrow in amusement when he saw this change in her attitude.

"Maybe…" She tapped her lips while taking one more step towards him then placed her hands on the desk to support her body as she leaned forward.

The desk was now the only thing separating the two.

Her actions gave him a perfect view of her deep cleavage thanks to the top two buttons which she had left unbuttoned while getting dressed in a haste.

Her mini-skirt too rode higher as she raised her leg, placing her knee on the desk but she was not too worried about being modest here.

"No one has to know about this~" She smirked, bending closer towards his face.