She Killed My Ex novel Chapter 86

Chapter 86 Well, Wasn't This Caroline, the Ms. Jameson

"Hey, have you heard? I've just met Caroline. She asked people around if they have any spots open. She can do anything."

"This woman is crazy about money, but she is not suitable for the public relations department. I don't know why the head let her in. It lowers the average quality of our department."

"She hasn't received any work for a month, has she? I think she's desperate. She asked all the people in our public relations department today."

In the bathroom, several people from the PR department were mending their makeup in front of the washstand and gossiping.

"Well, stop talking about her, what a bummer. Mr. Brooks hasn't come here for a long time. Those playboys have opened a VIP on the sixth floor today. Let's go to find Mr. Brooks."

A few women with heavy makeup went to the sixth floor.

Caroline asked all the people around her for help. With no result, she returned to the restroom of the public relations department in frustration.

She looked up at the clock in the lounge. The time was ticking away.

Marissa sent her a text message, telling her that Bentley had twenty minutes left to arrive at the Royal Club.

She knew that Bentley was always punctual and a man of his word. The despair in her heart was growing.

"Hey, Caroline, come with me."

The door of the resting room was pushed open. When she looked up, Marissa stood there with a cold face and looked at her.

"Marissa?" Caroline was shocked and turned pale. "Is he coming?"

So soon?

At that moment, Caroline was helpless like a child. Marissa felt an ache in her chest and hard to breathe. She took a heavy breath, then looked at Caroline indifferently and said,

"Big boss hasn't come yet. Follow me."

"Marissa?"

Marissa frowned, "What are you waiting for? I'll take you to meet the guests I know."

Caroline stood up in a second and said, "Marissa, I'm coming."

Marissa did not say anything but led Caroline upstairs.

"The sixth floor?" Caroline's face looked a little strange.

"Do you think that the guests who can't even afford to spend on the sixth floor can give you a reward of 500,000 dollars?" Marissa stopped in front of a private room, "Caroline, that's all I can do. I shouldn't have brought you here. There are things that I couldn't tell you. You also need to know that Marissa cares for you, but she also wants to live well."

Caroline lowered her head. She knew what Marissa meant by her ambiguous words. She knew how much Marissa struggled inside when she brought her to this room today and made this decision. "Marissa, I get it. Thank you so much. I understand."

This sentence "I understand" explained everything. Marissa's eyelids twitched and she looked carefully at the inconspicuous woman in front of her, Caroline, who saw everything clear but said nothing. She had true wisdom.

Marissa stopped looking at Caroline. Before knocking at the door, she said to Caroline behind her,

"That's all I can do, but whether miracles can occur depends on your own fortune. "

Caroline suddenly remembered something and stop Marissa's hand from knocking at the door, she said, "Marissa, the guest you know in this room, what is his last name?"

"Mr. Brooks. Wait a minute, Caroline, where are you going?" Before Marissa finished speaking, she saw Caroline turning around with a pale face and leaving. Marissa reached out her hand and grabbed her immediately, "What are you doing?"

She frowned and was confused.

While grabbing Caroline, because she just knocked on the door of the room, she did not expect the guest inside would open the door themselves in a good mood.

"Marissa, didn't you say you were going to bring someone, why did you just come?" Easton stood at the door and glanced at Caroline with interest. He didn't recognize Caroline, but he was familiar with her clothes, and said,

"Oh, didn't I just run into you in the elevator? Mr. Jameson's new favorite?"