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wasn’t quite expecting that it was him who was behind me. I thought I was
finally out of his or their sight. Well, I did manage to get pass through
everyone else using my utmost beauty. And here I was still caught red handed by
a guard. Why did he even have to see me for like now? He could have had arrived
a little later.
    I looked back and ignored the nosy guard. Looking straight
ahead, I continued staring at the office of the General Manager. I took another
step forward but the guard from before blocked my way the next instant.
    “Miss, I’m sorry but visitors are not allowed in this area,”
he said in the most polite yet clearly annoyed way.
    All business, eh?
    “I just want to find out where John Brooks is,” I told him.
    One of his eyebrows rose up in the inquiry of what I was up
to. Great, he must be thinking that I was one crazy stalker of their General
Manager. For crying out loud, who would stalk a nerd? Or probably he might be
speculating that I would kidnap the General Manager and ask for a huge ransom.
    “You can inquire using the phone. And I’m sorry to say that
this area is not for visitors. You cannot proceed inside unless you have an
appointment,” he told me.
    Then as he continued saying the whole policy book of the
hotel, I saw the secretary got back to the office. Gosh, she was fast. Now my
golden chance of peering through John Brooks’ whereabouts was gone.
    I kind of thought that maybe while she was gone, I would
fake an appointment and get pass the receptionists outside. And for that short
span of moment, I could find out something about John Brooks. Just his address
will do me so much good. Even if he was super rich, he couldn’t casually move
his things around in a day or so. I would have at least several days to pester
him until I attained his utter forgiveness.
    “I’ll lead you outside,” the guard finally finished as he
motioned the way out to me.
    “I’m fine. I can manage to find the exit myself,” I muttered
as I flipped my hair to the other side, feeling a little miffed.
    Then I walked straight across the aisle towards the ‘exit’.
He followed me nevertheless. Oh, he could continue on doing that and I might
actually look like a VIP being personally guided by the hotel’s security.
    But disapproving looks met me as I was walking down the
lobby. I looked at my outfit. Nothing was wrong with it. What was with all of
them? Then I followed their gaze as it passed through me and moved all the way
to my back. As I turned around, I saw that the guard was still following me.
    So maybe his way of ‘following’ wasn’t that much of like the
ones you had seen when celebrities were being guided by securities. It was more
of the way the cops followed their suspects. This was clearly a violation of my
human rights.
    “Excuse me, sir. If you don’t stop acting that way, I’ll
file a complaint against you,” I warned him.
    I clearly saw that he wanted to let out a shrug but he
shunned from doing so. Instead, he forced a half smile to his lips and told me,
“I’ll just make sure that you will be guided accordingly.”
    “I can find my way out. And just to remind you, I know who
your General Manager is. One word from me and you’ll be out of your job,” I
said with a smug. What could he say about that? I knew who Mr. John Brooks was.
And once upon a time, he was once head over heels for me. One word from my mouth
and he would be down on his knees.
    “If you say so, miss. But I really need to do my duties
around here,” he said, a hint of annoyance eminent in his voice.
    “I’m just reminding you,” I told him as I read the name in
his tag, “Mr. Smith.”
    He faked another smile once more as he led the way out.
Argh. He clearly wanted me out of here, didn’t he? But no matter how irritated
I was, I still followed his lead. What else could I do? Run? For a moment, the
thought did occur to me but I was not making myself do anything atypical again.
    I had done enough for