Ten minutes later, Allen Parker was standing outside room 2307 at the Hilton.
Emily opened the door for him.
"Hello, Emily."
Allen was polite, but Emily could see the sweat on his forehead.
In this late autumn weather, with the wind blowing outside, the fact that he was sweating showed how anxious he was.
"Hello," Emily said, "Come in, Olivia is inside."
Allen Parker stepped inside.
Hearing the noise, Olivia buried herself under the covers on the guest bed, wrapping herself up like a chubby caterpillar.
Emily said, "You two talk, I’ll be in the kitchen."
Allen Parker nodded, "Thank you."
Emily smiled without saying anything, leaving the guest room for the two of them and heading to the kitchen.
Olivia lay facing away from the door, not showing any intention of turning around.
She felt a mix of surprise and anger.
If what Emily said was true, that Allen Parker liked her, why didn’t he just say it? Why deduct her salary!
She couldn’t stand the salary deduction!