Chapter 4 Five,Four,Three,Two,One
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Ivory stepped into the hotel elevator, the doors closing behind her with a soft whoosh.
As the elevator ascended, she gazed out through the transparent glass, watching the towering skyscrapers before her gradually shrink in size..
Upon reaching the top floor, a guard intercepted her.
"Excuse me, miss. Where do you think you're going?" the guard inquired, his tone stern.
Ivory retrieved her cellphone from her purse and dialed Jasper's number, her fingers tapping on the screen as she waited for him to pick up.
After a few rings, Jasper answered,
"Sir Jasper, it's Ivory," she said,"I'm at the Westmont Hotel, but the guard won't let me up to the top floor， Can you help me out?"
Minutes later, Ivory spotted Jasper striding towards her,
"I'm Jasper, the supervisor of the kitchen. Ivory's with me," he said, extending his hand to the guard in a friendly gesture. "She's here for some part-time work. I'll vouch for her."
The guard regarded Jasper with a skeptical expression, but after a moment of consideration, he relented, stepping aside to allow Ivory to pass.
"Thank you, Jasper," Ivory said, offering him a grateful smile.
Jasper replied. "No problem. Just go get changed into your uniform. You don't want to keep them waiting."
As Ivory entered the changing room, she noticed another woman already inside.
The woman appeared preoccupied, applying bright lipstick and adjusting her skirt in front of the mirror.
Sensing Ivory's presence, she hastily set down her lipstick and hurriedly exited the room, brushing past Ivory with an overwhelming scent of perfume.
Ivory wrinkled her nose slightly at the strong fragrance.
she shed her clothes and slipped into the neatly pressed garments provided by the hotel.
Ivory stepped out of the changing room
Jasper couldn't help but look amazed.， Ivory didn't resemble a typical waitress but rather exuded an air of elegance befitting a daughter from a wealthy family.
With a slight clearing of his throat, Jasper proceeded to brief Ivory on her duties for the day.
"Ivory, we have a big meeting taking place in the VIP room today, with many powerful alphas in attendance. I need you to assist in delivering drinks and food to the various VIP rooms. It's important that you don't cause any trouble."
Ivory nodded"I’ll ensure everything goes smoothly."
With no time to think, Ivory moved from room to room delivering drinks and food.
As Ivory pushed open the door to the VIP room, she caught a glimpse of Osgar's back.
He was seated in the main seat at the center of the room, surrounded by numerous figures engaged in serious discussions.
Without disturbing anyone, Ivory just put the food down and left.
Even if she knew which room Osgar was in, getting close to him wouldn't be an easy task.
After the rush hour had passed,Ivory passed the door of the VIP room and walked to the lounge.
The door suddenly opened，a figure ran out of the room in a mess and almost hit her.
Ivory looked at the back of the stumbling figure and heard several waitresses behind her whispering.
"She's really crazy, she actually poured wine on Alpha Osgar's body on purpose"
"Didn't you guys see that? Her dress is shorter than usual to get that gentleman's attention."
"Alpha Osgar is not that easy to seduce, she was still kicked out, the general manager just fired her on the spot."
"Gather around, everyone! " Jasper shouted over the pager.
Everyone returned to the employee lounge.
"Has anyone seen that woman?" Jasper demanded, his tone sharp and urgent.
The staff members exchanged puzzled glances, unsure of how to respond to Jasper's abrupt inquiry. Some shook their heads, while others murmured in confusion.
Jasper's impatience grew as he scanned the room, searching for any sign of recognition or acknowledgement from his team. "Come on, people, we need to find her. This is not a drill," he pressed, his tone bordering on exasperation.
Jasper's phone pager rang, breaking the tense silence in the room.
The manager's voice crackled through the speaker. "Jasper, I need you to send clean clothes to Alpha Osgar immediately," the manager demanded, his tone urgent.
“Copy that. I'll take care of it right away.”
Jasper was annoyed he still had to locate the missing woman who had run away. He glanced around the room
",who can handle the task of delivering clean clothes to Alpha Osgar?" Jasper asked.
Everyone was whispering, and even though everyone wanted to get close to the Alpha, no one dared to take it at this point after what had just happened.
"I can take care of it, Jasper," Ivory offered, "I'll make sure the clothes are delivered to Alpha Osgar promptly."
As soon as Ivory left with the bag, a murmuring chatter erupted among the staff, their voices tinged with curiosity and speculation.
“Who is this new girl, how dare she, doesn't she know who Alpha Osgar is?
"So pretty to work here, I think, maybe she's there because she knows who Alpha Osgar is."
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As Ivory stood outside the private lounge, she knocked on the door, her knuckles rapping softly against the wood. There was no immediate response
After a moment, she knocked once more, and this time, the door open.
She looked up and was surprised to see the slender waist of a man. He had just stepped out of the bathroom, surrounded by steam, wearing only a loosely draped bathrobe, leaving the belt around his waist untied. Water droplets rolled down from his chest, down to his waist, and finally settled just below his alluring Adonis belt.
Ivory's eyes followed the trajectory of the water droplets all the way down and suddenly came back to his senses.
With a respectful tone, Ivory addressed Osgar as she stood before him, "I've come to deliver the clothes, sir."
Osgar looked at the woman in front of him.
She had on the uniform for her job here.
Her face had a subtle touch of makeup, her chestnut-colored long curls were pulled back, with a few strands of hair delicately falling on either side of her cheeks, simple and polished. Her eyes were crystal clear, without a trace of ulterior motives.
She kept her head down, her tone calm and collected, but her ears slowly began to turn red, Osgar raised his eyebrows lightly.
Without a word, Osgar silently stepped aside, allowing Ivory to enter the room.
Ivory placed the bag containing the clothes on the table before Osgar.
"How do you work here?" His voice was low..
"I come to work part-time when there aren't enough people to go around," Ivory explained. Osgar nodded gently.
"And Alpha Osgar, I found your pen earlier."She looked at him with a smile, looking harmless
Osgar replied with a nod. "I'll have my assistant wait for you in front of the hotel later. Just give it to him."
"Okay alpha," Ivory responded, her tone compliant.
"Then I won't bother you." With a polite bow, she turned to leave the room."Just call me if there's anything wrong or if you need something."
Ivory walked out of the room, she gently leaned against the wall and took out a tissue from her pocket absentmindedly wiping away the sweaty stains on her hands from nervousness.
Her mind kept replaying the scene just now, and even though the room was dimly lit, she could still make out the man's broad shoulders and the faintly visible veins pulsating beneath his skin, indicative of the muscles underneath.
Ivory looked down at the brand new necktie in her hand,.
She counted down five, four, three, two, and one.
The door opened.
“Ivory.”
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