The HR Manager’s patience finally snapped.
His jaw tightened, and his fingers curled against the table as if he were holding back the urge to throw something.
When he spoke, his voice carried a sharp edge that cut through the already tense air. "Get out, while I am still speaking nicely to you."
The room seemed to shrink at that moment.
For a brief second, even the ticking clock on the wall felt louder, as if it, too, was waiting to see what Riley would do next.
But instead of reacting with anger or panic, Riley’s serious expression slowly melted away, replaced by that familiar, almost irritatingly relaxed smile.
The kind of smile that made people question whether he understood the gravity of the situation... or simply didn’t care.
"Well," Riley said lightly, stepping closer to the HR Manager, "that doesn’t sound very welcoming, Sir."
The simple movement sent a ripple of shock through the room.
Sienna’s heart jumped to her throat. Her first thought was not about rules or consequences, but it was far simpler and far more urgent.
’Heck no! He’s going to do something stupid...!?’ She wonders.
Without thinking twice, Sienna pushed her chair back, its legs scraping the floor with a sharp sound. She stood and moved quickly, intending to grab Riley and drag him out before things escalated further.
Because if Riley actually dared to lay a hand on the HR Manager... He will be in serious trouble.
Not only would he be unemployed, but he would also probably be escorted by security to the police station, and he would have a very embarrassing story to tell for the rest of his life.
And somehow, she and Mia would still get dragged into it.
’Great. A group dismissal. How efficient,’ she thought bitterly.
But just as she was about to reach his arm, Riley suddenly paused.
Instead of throwing a punch—or at least doing something equally reckless—he calmly slipped his hand into his trouser pocket and pulled out his phone.
The movement was so unexpected that Sienna froze mid-step.
Riley raised the phone slightly, glancing at it before speaking again, his tone casual, almost lazy.
"You’re a little too quick to kick me out," he said. "You should actually thank me."
The HR Manager’s brows pulled together tightly, confusion flashing across his face.
"Thanks to you!?" he repeated, clearly baffled. "Thank you for what? You’re out of your mind!"
Riley tilted his head slightly, as if considering how to phrase it, then smiled.
"For bringing you something that might save your career as the HR Manager of this hotel."
Instantly, the silence settled in the room. It felt heavy and suffocating.
’Heaven! Did he just... threaten the HR Manager?’ Sienna thought. Her eyes blinked a few times. ’No! He wasn’t threatening. That sounds too simple.’
What Riley just did felt more like casually tossing a bomb into the room... and then standing there with a smile as everyone waited for it to explode.
Across the table, Angie’s composed expression finally cracked, just for a second. Her eyes narrowed slightly, watching Riley with a new kind of caution.

But she could see him speaking through his eyes, saying, "Relax. Everything will be all right."

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