There's no room service at the bed and breakfast, so breakfast has to be eaten at a designated spot; as Rosie Scott and Jane were getting ready to go downstairs for breakfast, they ran into Carey.
Today, he was wearing a silver-grey shirt, and his black suit pants made his legs look straight. The man, with his deep-set eyes under high brows, intentionally glanced at Rosie Scott, but he didn't greet her. Even as Jane reached out to invite this big client to join them for breakfast, she had to swallow her words upon seeing his cold demeanor.
"Strange, yesterday he was so considerate to you, but today he's like a stranger. Rich people have such peculiar tempers." If it were anyone else, Jane would have already gone up to educate them, but since it's a client, she could only mumble to herself.
Rosie Scott pursed her lips, thinking to herself, did she unknowingly offend the client?
