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2024-12-17 11:17:49She rolled her eyes and placed a hand on her hip, kissing her teeth before looking at Conrad condescendingly.
No one talked for a moment and no one moved, until the girl broke the silence.
“Conrad?” The old man asked.
“This is your boyfriend?” The older man queried Laura, looking Conrad up and down with beady eyes.
“Yeah. Can you give us a sec babe?”
That seemed to draw Conrad from his shock. How could she be calling another man babe when he was standing right in front of her?
“Babe?” Conrad whispered, a part of him still not believing what he was witnessing.
The man walked away. Conrad didn't know if he was shocked or angry.
“What are you doing here, Conrad?” The girl asked.
“What…what am I doing here? I should be the one asking you that Laura. What the hell are you doing here? You told me you had to work?” Conrad shouted.
“I did have work. Here at the hotel.” Laura snapped at him.
“So you pushed our plans to have sex with your boss?” Conrad asked, his face a mask of disbelief.
“What, did you think I was seriously dating you? Come on Conrad, even you can't be that dumb.” Laura replied.
Conrad stumbled back on weak, numb legs.
“What are you doing here? Couldn't you have waited for us to leave before you brought your stupid cart? This is an invasion of our privacy.”
“I'm your freaking boyfriend, Laura. You should be sorry, you don't have the right to shout at me.” Conrad hurled the words at her.
“Oh shut up. You impoverished bastard. Who would see a Lamborghini and go for a washed-up bicycle? I was never your girlfriend Conrad. You were just too caught up in your imagination to see it.” Laura started.
“And as for me not having the right to scream at you? I can. You are a simple hotel employee, with just one phone call I can have my boyfriend get you fired, and trust me I know you don't want that.” Laura said, crossing her arms together.
“L…Laura, why are you doing this? Why would you do this to me? You know I love you?” Conrad cried.
“Please stop talking. You're making me want to puke. Now take your useless self and your stupid cart out of here.” Laura ordered.
“Laura…. Please don't do this,” he begged.
“What are you still doing here? If you don't leave I'm going to call the security.”
Conrad swallowed heavily. He didn't know what to do, so he decided to call her later. He grabbed his cart and turned to leave.
“Where do you think you're going?” Laura asked.
Conrad turned around, getting hopeful.
“You don't want me to go?”
“You haven't apologized. You barged into this room. You're lucky we haven't reported you to management. The least you can do is apologise and ask for forgiveness.” Laura told him, with a smirk on her face.
Conrad stood stock still. He knew what she was asking him to do. He also knew he didn't have any choice if he loved his job.
He swallowed hard, “I'm sorry for intruding and barging in. It was not intentional and I promise you that it won't happen again.”
“Do I look like a busboy? How do you address your guests in this establishment?” Laura snarked, stepping forward.
“I'm sorry…ma'am. It won't happen again.”
Conrad repeated.
“Oh, spare me that crap!” She threw her hands up in the air stopping him from speaking further.
“I'm sorry once again.” He bowed his head in misery and pain apologizing to her.
“That's good, now ask me for forgiveness,” Laura demanded.
“I already apologized.” Conrad forced out through his ground teeth.
Laura narrowed her eyes at him. “Make sure you're on your knees while you do so.”
Conrad laughed slowly and angrily, knowing there was no way he was going to do that.
“There's no need for that, get out.” Laura's boss said, stepping back inside the room and dismissing him.
He heard Laura's giggles shortly later. His heart was heavy the entire time, he was already planning on introducing her to his mother.
Today had turned out to be the worst day of his life. On freaking Valentine's Day.
He dropped the cart in the cleaning room and hurriedly left.
He got on the first bus he saw not even caring where it was headed.
He never expected this from Laura. She was his first serious girlfriend, and he loved her. He knew he was getting odd looks because of his heavy breaths.
His phone started ringing. It was probably his boss calling to tell him he was fired.
It was a private number.
Conrad frowned, was it one of those marketers? He thought.
“Hello.” He said as picked up the call.
“Hello, am I speaking to Conrad?” A voice asked over the phone.
“Uh.. yes, this is him.” He replied. Marketers didn't normally know his name, so who was it calling him?
“Young master. This is William. Your late father's secretary. We have been searching for you for a long time. Your father left you an inheritance young master. We need you to come and claim it, sir.” The voice said.
Conrad released an annoyed sigh. “I'm sorry, I think you have the wrong number. My father's dead. Have a good day.” Conrad said with a frown.
The grave voice of a man who sounded super confident in himself, a man with a rich, important life it seemed, continued on the phone. “I have been trying to reach you to give you extremely important information about your father, Young Master, but we haven't been able to get your attention.”
Conrad hissed. “Can’t you find someone else to pull these scams on? My father died a long time ago, and if you're doing this because you think you can get money out of me, then you have found the wrongest target for your tactics today!”
The voice rushed to continue, sensing that Conrad was on the verge of hanging up the call. “I'm not mistaken, Young master. You are the heir to the Crawford Family Fortune, worth over $1,000,000,000,000.”
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She rolled her eyes and placed a hand on her hip, kissing her teeth before looking at Conrad condescendingly.No one talked for a moment and no one moved, until the girl broke the silence.“Conrad?” The old man asked.“This is your boyfriend?” The older man queried Laura, looking Conrad up and down with beady eyes. “Yeah. Can you give us a sec babe?” That seemed to draw Conrad from his shock. How could she be calling another man babe when he was standing right in front of her?“Babe?” Conrad whispered, a part of him still not believing what he was witnessing. The man walked away. Conrad didn't know if he was shocked or angry. “What are you doing here, Conrad?” The girl asked.“What…what am I doing here? I should be the one asking you that Laura. What the hell are you doing here? You told me you had to work?” Conrad shouted.“I did have work. Here at the hotel.” Laura snapped at him.“So you pushed our plans to have sex with your boss?” Conrad asked, his face a mask of disbelief.“
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