Scars Of A Broken Bond

Keilani’s expression soured. “You… Are you insulting me in a roundabout way? Do you even know who I am?”

Tyrone walked away, ignoring Keilani completely.

Keilani, watching his retreating back, angrily stamped her foot. She was really upset. No one had ever spoken to her that way in her entire life. She felt Tyrone was disrespecting the Wilson family.

From the doorway of a nearby chamber, Kira observed the scene, deep in thought.

Keilani quickly followed Tyrone and saw him enter a chamber. Then, she turned and headed upstairs to the manager’s office.

The Wilson family were a prominent family, and they owned this restaurant.

The manager, recognizing Keilani, greeted her respectfully, “Miss Wilson, how can I assist you today?”

Seated on the sofa with her legs crossed, Keilani, still fuming over Tyrone’s words, asked, “Do you know who’s in Chamber 203?”

“Chamber 203?” The manager was puzzled. He had been busy with reports all morning and hadn’t noticed who was in that chamber. “I’m not sure. I haven’t seen the guest. But if you’d like, I can check the surveillance footage right away.”

Irritated, Keilani started to describe Tyrone, “He’s about 6.06 feet tall, handsome, but his origins are a mystery to me.”

Though Tyrone and Keilani had conversed easily, she couldn’t tell where he was from. But she was certain he wasn’t from Philade.

Keilani remembered Tyrone’s wristwatch. It was a rare, expensive luxury brand she’d seen with a friend. This detail alone told her Tyrone was wealthy. Had he been from Philade, Keilani was sure she would have recognized him.

The manager paused, giving Keilani a cautious look. “I honestly don’t know,” he admitted. With so many customers daily, it was impossible for him to recognize everyone. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Keilani’s face showed her annoyance as she commanded, “Check the security footage and tell me who he is.” She was eager to find out Tyrone’s identity for his audacity to seemingly disrespect the Wilson family.

“Alright, I’ll get on it right away,” the manager replied.

Leaving the office, Keilani returned to her chamber, opened the window, and settled on the sofa with a view of Chamber 203.

Alice, puzzled, asked, “Why’d you open the window, Keilani?”

“I just feel a bit stuffy,” Keilani responded nonchalantly.

Keilani recalled how men used to fawn over her once they knew who she was. Despite claiming to dislike it, Keilani secretly relished those moments. But this time was different. She had approached Tyrone who not only rejected her but also mocked her after she introduced herself. She felt humiliated.

Keilani pondered how to keep this incident under wraps.

“Okay.”

Lost in thought, Keilani repeatedly glanced out the window.

Alice tried to follow Keilani’s gaze but saw nothing unusual. “What’s caught your attention, Keilani?”

“Nothing,” Keilani replied quickly.