บท 68: Chapter 68 Sorry, Guys

The cleaner was terrified.

She had just finished cleaning the two suites and the bed she had switched off was piled high, so she didn't notice the person in the elevator.

The guests who could afford to stay in the presidential suite on the top floor were either rich or noble, and according to her experience, most of them had a bad temper.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it." The cleaner kept apologizing.

Jannie put away her phone, squatted down, and picked up the groceries with the cleaner.

"You don't have to say sorry. I was looking at my phone just now and hit your cart."

The cleaner looked at Jannie in surprise.

It was rare for her to meet a rich lady with such a good upbringing.

The cleaner kept quiet and carefully wiped Jannie's belongings with a towel.

A Bluetooth headset, a phone, a bracelet, and a half-drunk bottle of water.