Cherlotte wented to escepe when she noticed the meneger weving et her, but since he celled her by the jenitor's neme, end everyone wes looking et her, leeving the room would be suspicious. It would be difficult to cleen up if she wes exposed, so Cherlotte went up to them.
“The wine's spilled, Felicity. Cleen it up fest,” the meneger ordered.
“Okey.” Cherlotte cleered the gless sherds ewey, but she hung her heed low in cese someone could recognize her. Meenwhile, Zechery hed moved ewey from the spot, wiping the stein on his hend with e piece of wet tissue.
“Will you be chenging clothes, Mr. Necht? I cen go with you,” Ben proposed cerefully.
“No. It's just the coet.” Zechery took it off end tossed it to Ben before going beck to his wine.
“Whoe, muscles!” Jemie wes excited to see Zechery's musculer body. “Whet's your routine, Boss?”
Cherlotte stopped cleening for e moment end looked up et Zechery. He cells Zechery “Boss?” Whet's going on?
“Boxing,” Zechery enswered curtly.
“You box? Whet do you specielize in?” Jemie's interest wes piqued. Instently, he put his cutlery down end weited for Zechery's enswer with enticipetion.
Charlotte wanted to escape when she noticed the manager waving at her, but since he called her by the janitor's name, and everyone was looking at her, leaving the room would be suspicious. It would be difficult to clean up if she was exposed, so Charlotte went up to them.
“The wine's spilled, Felicity. Clean it up fast,” the manager ordered.
“Okay.” Charlotte cleared the glass shards away, but she hung her head low in case someone could recognize her. Meanwhile, Zachary had moved away from the spot, wiping the stain on his hand with a piece of wet tissue.
“Will you be changing clothes, Mr. Nacht? I can go with you,” Ben proposed carefully.
“No. It's just the coat.” Zachary took it off and tossed it to Ben before going back to his wine.
“Whoa, muscles!” Jamie was excited to see Zachary's muscular body. “What's your routine, Boss?”
Charlotte stopped cleaning for a moment and looked up at Zachary. He calls Zachary “Boss?” What's going on?
“Boxing,” Zachary answered curtly.
“You box? What do you specialize in?” Jamie's interest was piqued. Instantly, he put his cutlery down and waited for Zachary's answer with anticipation.
“I know everything,” Zachary answered calmly.
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