Upon hearing what Nia Mitchell said, the Manager nodded repeatedly and carefully sized her up.
But it wasn't until ten seconds later that he realized his actions.
"No!"
He suddenly yelled, stopping the Cashier's action and Nia's as well.
Um...
Nia turned her head towards the Manager.
"What's going on?"
"Well... Mrs. Peary."
The Manager, usually so smooth, was so nervous he stumbled over his words.
"You may not know, this Royal Dynasty Hotel is a corporation under Young Master Peary. How could we possibly take your money, Mrs. Peary?"
Huh?
Nia was a bit stunned. She hadn't realized the Royal Dynasty was Maxwell's corporation.
But yesterday, when he knew she was coming to the Royal Dynasty for a class reunion, he didn't say a word.
So this is his corporation.
Nia really had no idea. The Royal Dynasty Hotel was renowned in Capital Town, and it turned out to belong to Uncle Peary.
I still didn't know, and he didn't tell me last night either.
