The hotel receptionist had been eyeing my boyfriend all morning. Now, she decided to make her move with a vicious, public smear. “Miss, you checked in yesterday with a different man. And when you left, you stained the bedsheets and refused to pay for the damage.” Ryan stared at me in complete shock. The receptionist added with fake concern. “Oh! I’m so sorry. I didn’t say something I shouldn’t have, did I?” When I demanded security footage, she claimed the cameras were down. What she never expected was that this luxury hotel answered to my family. “Good afternoon, ma’am, how can I help you?” The receptionist’s words were directed at me, but her gaze remained locked on Ryan. My eyes dropped to her name tag. Sarah. I remembered this delicate-looking receptionist quite clearly. Last night, when Ryan brought me to check in, she was the one who assisted us. She’d been so fixated on Ryan, she even knocked over a glass of water. After clumsily cleaning up, it took her another ten minutes to finally finish my check-in. I knew Ryan was a looker. He was tall and muscular, with handsome features and eyes that were surprisingly gentle and deep. Girls often stared at him, dumbfounded, and I never really cared. After all, everyone likes to look at a handsome guy. But this receptionist? Wasn’t she a little too unprofessional? “Hi, I checked out this morning. I left a necklace on the bathroom counter.” “Hello? Did you hear me?” Ryan and I were college sweethearts. We met at a party during our senior year. They say graduation season is breakup season. Even though we moved back to our respective cities for work, joining the ranks of long-distance couples, our relationship remained solid. This time, I was in Ryan’s city for a business trip. He suggested I stay at his place, but his parents and grandparents lived there too. Before getting married, I didn’t want to move in with him and face the scrutiny of his entire family. So, Ryan booked me a room at the only five-star hotel in the area. I checked out early this morning. After lunch with Ryan, as we were heading home, I realized I’d left my necklace at the hotel. I waved my hand in front of the receptionist’s face a few times before she finally blushed and tore her gaze away from Ryan. She looked down at her computer screen and replied without hesitation: “Good afternoon, ma’am. Housekeeping already cleaned your room this morning. There were no items left behind. Are you sure you’re not mistaken?” I was a bit taken aback. This morning, while I was brushing my hair in front of the mirror, my hair got tangled in the necklace. I’d taken it off and set it aside. After I finished my hair, just as I was about to grab the necklace, my phone rang. My client, who I was supposed to meet later, had arrived early. I rushed out, grabbing my bag, and only remembered the necklace after the contract was signed. “I’m sure I left it on the bathroom counter. Please, could you ask the cleaning lady again?” The receptionist didn’t make a call. Instead, she stated firmly: “We didn’t find anything. You must be mistaken.” Seeing my frown, Ryan stepped forward and took my hand. “Don’t worry. Are you sure you can’t think a bit harder?” “Maybe you dropped it somewhere on the way out?”
I was a little annoyed. What did he mean? Was he implying I was mistaken? I was absolutely certain my necklace was on that bathroom counter. It was a diamond necklace my mom gave me for my birthday last month, and it was worth a fortune. “Your hotel lobby and elevators should have security cameras, right? Have someone pull up the footage.” “We’ll see if I was wearing the necklace when I left. It’ll be obvious.” Ryan sighed in relief and joined me in urging the receptionist: “Yeah, that’s a good idea.” “Have someone check the footage.” The receptionist froze, her eyes darted around, then she bit her lip, looking at me with a complicated expression. “Ma’am, could your necklace have been taken by your companion?” Both Ryan and I were stunned. Ryan’s face changed, and he pressed anxiously: “Companion? What companion?” The receptionist blurted out: “The gentleman who stayed with this lady yesterday.” “This lady left first in the morning, and that gentleman checked out an hour later.” “Housekeeping went to inspect the room afterward and found the bedsheets covered in. stains.” “According to regulations, there’s a cleaning fee for stained sheets, but that gentleman refused to pay and argued about it for ages.” Ryan was practically fuming, his face flushed crimson, and his voice shot up several notches. “What gentleman! What gentleman are you talking about?!” I was even angrier than him. Is this receptionist out of her mind? Last night, I was busy revising and reviewing a contract, staying up until three in the morning to finish. What man could possibly have been there? What kind of insane nonsense was she spouting?! And what did she mean by “stained bedsheets”?! I glared at her, my face hardening. “You know, speaking like this carries legal consequences. Now tell me again, what man was in my room yesterday?” The receptionist looked as if I’d scared her, taking two steps back. “I-I might have remembered wrong.” Ryan pulled me aside, gritting his teeth and glaring at me. “Scarlett, you can’t threaten her.” Then he turned back, forcing a strained smile at the receptionist. “Take your time, don’t be scared.” Sarah nervously lowered her head, deliberately dropping her voice. “I-we’re not supposed to disclose guest privacy.” “I’m sorry, just pretend I made a mistake.” I nearly passed out from anger, a surge of pure rage shot through me. Ryan was just as furious. His eyes were bloodshot, his chest heaving. “Scarlett, is this why you didn’t want to stay at my place?” “No wonder you ignored my FaceTime last night… Who was that man?” Ryan didn’t believe me.
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