Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

"It saves me a lot of trouble!"

As soon as the idea passed his mind, an indescribable emotion replaced it: It was a little... too much!

When he thought of Carolien, his mind was once again occupied by her passionate figure. He played with his mobile phone and could not help but scream,

"I really can't be idle!"

As soon as he picked up a document, another idea flooded into his mind. "But he really hasn't had a rest for a long time!"

After thinking for a moment, he finally put the document back. He picked up his phone and walked out of the door lightly.

In the office of Misty's Nightclub, Carolien had just returned with a sum of bills. With a bang, the door was knocked open. "Boss, boss-"

"What are you doing? Are you making trouble again?" It couldn't be! Who was stupid enough to make trouble at this time?

Shaking his head like a rattle drum, the waiter pointed to the door and panted for a long time without saying a word. He was so happy that his lips were almost lifted to the ears.

What kind of expression was that?

Carolien was still puzzled. The words stung her nerves in an instant. "Mr. Luther!"

The hand holding the coffee cup paused for three seconds before she put it aside. "Oh..."

"Boss, it's Mr. Luther. He's in room 1!"

The excited voice of the waiter sounded again, but Carolien's mood had returned to normal. "Okay, did he ask you to inform me?"

"Uh?"

He was obviously confused, but instinctively, the waiter still shook his head. "No!"

Before he could speak, Carolien had already waved her hand and said, "I know. Tell them how to line up and how to do it. Do your job well! Go and do your work!" "Yes, boss!"

Turning around, the waiter hurriedly left, and there was still joy and excitement on his face.

Why did she look happier than she was when someone came?

Pulling up the corners of her mouth, Carolien did not know whether to laugh or cry.

Was she now like a favored concubine waiting for luck in ancient times? So even her staff had the mentality that they were bound together for good or ill.

Should she be happy or sad about the united front?

Carolien lifted her cup of coffee and returned to her seat. She took out her phone and saw that there was no news about Elijah. Sitting down, she continued to work. After drinking a cup of coffee and seeing that the remaining work was not urgent, she cleaned up the table and went out to patrol habitually.

At this moment, the guest in room number one had already sat for half an hour. The originally expectant expression on Elijah's face had turned into one of gloominess and despair. His fingertips tapped lightly on his knee as he swept his gaze over the door. It was also dark and heavy.

A light sound of knocking on the door sounded. A moment later, a waiter brought over a fruit tray. Elijah's eyes stared deathly at the woman's body, his expression gloomy.

"Mr. Luther, the fruit tray you want! If there's nothing else..."

The waiter put it down, trembling with fear. He lowered his head and was about to leave when he heard a cold and impatient voice.noveldrama

"Wait a minute!"

Oh, no! What now?

Squinting his eyes unconsciously, he bit his lower lip. The waiter finally forced himself to say, "Is there anything else, Mr. Luther?"

"Where's your boss?"

Sure enough, it had something to do with the boss!

He lowered his eyes and thought for a while. The waiter smartly replied, "Mr. Luther, I am just a waiter. I really don't know where the boss is or what she is doing!"

With his face darkening, Elijah looked at the waiter with a dark expression. "Then, does she know that I'm here?"

"This..."

Shaking his head, the waiter didn't know how to answer. Should he say yes or no?

As he hesitated, Elijah's voice suddenly turned colder. "It seems that you don't know anything! A person who doesn't know anything—"

What was the point of keeping them?

He was really good at dealing with people. When he opened his mouth, he pushed everything clean!

After hearing the warning in Elijah's tone, the waiter quickly said,

"Mr. Luther, I really don't know this! But at the end of the month, there are many things to do in the store. Madam Jones must be busy! When I just got the fruit tray, I seemed to see that she was... asking for money!"

After finishing his words, the waiter lowered his head.

This person seemed to have a bad temper!

How dare he say that he just saw the boss walking around on the third floor and the kitchen! She didn't come to greet him even though she was wandering around.

Unconsciously, his lips pursed into a tight line. Well, the first rule of night club work regulations: Silence is golden!

His face fell again, and he waved his hand. The waiter quickly ran out, and Elijah also felt extremely depressed. In the past, every time he came over, she would enthusiastically rush over!

Elijah was really not used to the great disparity in his heart. Was she so busy that she didn't even have time to say hi?

He was not happy!

Getting up, Elijah took out his mobile phone, but the phone rang first. It was a friend who called him and asked him to go out for a gathering. He was in a bad mood. After hanging up the phone, he directly left.

"What a heartless person! I won't wait, don't regret it!"

When he went out, there was still a breath in his heart!

She circled one round in the nightclub. After dealing with the social activities and dealing with the

things needed to be dealt with, Carolien turned around and walked

back. When she just walked to the

bar, Maaike grabbed her by the wrist.

"Where have you been? I've been looking for you, and you didn't even bring your walkie-talkie!"

The music in the nightclub was loud. Sometimes the cell phone could not be contacted, so they were divided into small groups. Small leaders were equipped with internal walkie-talkies.

Taking out her mobile phone and seeing that there was no news, Carolien said,

"Oh, I just

went to the kitchen! I

suddenly thought that we can do a different night club, add some fast food and milk tea! I see many people drinking and eating, and some women coming to relieve themselves don't like drinking. No wonder the barbecue shop on the street is so good!"

In the nightclub, other than private rooms, people were not allowed to bring drinks and food. However, the booking fees of private rooms were higher so it limited some guests. Their income was not muchat was better to change it. They had just started to buy alcohol, so the road was getting narrower and narrower. Thinking about it, Carolien even thought that cake and desserts could be added. Anyway, her

nightclub was just not like them!

Maaike rolled her eyes and her face turned red with anger. "Mr. Luther is gone!"

Why was she still thinking about this?

Besides, why couldn't she think about this? Why did she choose this time?

She must be crazy!