"Ms. Mandy, I am William Reginald, your personal butler." A gentleman in his early fifties, dressed in a dark suit, approached Mandy and introduced himself, reaching out to take her luggage just as she was about to hand her car keys to the resort valet. Overhearing him, Pam and Mary, who were heading to the front desk with their luggage to book their rooms, paused in their tracks.
Mandy swatted William's hand away from her luggage, staring intently at him before replying, "I don't recall hiring any butler services."
"It was Mr. Gregory Macoy. He has booked our most expensive lake cottage for a week, as a present for you and your family," William informed her politely, unfazed by Mandy's reaction. He quickly added, "He is waiting for you at the lake cottage's private dock."
"Greedy Greg? Isn't this present a bit too generous to be from someone like him?" Mandy asked skeptically, knowing Greg wouldn't do anything good for others without an agenda.