But before Mr. Bennett could even say a word, the office door opened and the manager, Mr. Clerk, walked in. His tall frame filled the doorway, and his sharp eyes scanned the room at once.
Immediately, Mr. Bennett stood from his chair, almost too quickly, and rushed forward. “Good morning, Mr clerk,” he said, bowing his head slightly.
Elena straightened her uniform nervously and greeted politely, “Good morning, sir.”
The manager’s gaze fell on her. “Oh, you’re Elena?”
She nodded, hands folded in front of her. “Yes, sir.”
His serious face softened into a smile. “You’re welcome. But I must say, we already have a new guest you need to attend to.”
Elena nodded again. “Yes, sir.”
Without wasting time, Mr. Clerk gestured for her to follow him out of the office. She trailed after him, her h
