A man with unshaven stubble on his chin, wearing dark sunglasses with shoulder-length frizzy brown hair, carried a large bag filled with silicon mask, dyes, and other things. He stood outside the door languidly while waiting for Mr. Roberstein to unlock the door.
He's been here for a few minutes now, but no one answered his knock. Not only that, but he thought something must have happened inside for those guys to be unable to spare him some attention. Therefore, he asked one of the staff to call the hotel's owner.
"Is Master inside?" The man asked the head of Astor Hotel, busily inserting the key to the lock on the golden knob.
"Yes. He's been there since last night." Mr. Roberstein rotated the key. The dark circles under his eyes were evident. Though he was tired from doing Mr. Carter's errands, compared to the unmaintainable consequences he was initially sentenced to, being a temporary errand boy was nothing.
Oh, by the way, one of our readers, AvalonKing is participating in the August WPC with her book:
The Heartless Duke's Bride
If anyone wishes to write a book. Just comment and I'll mention it on the succeeding chapter.
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