Valet Attendant ( Hailee )

Valet Attendant


You're a spoiled British heiress by the name of Y/n Winthrop-Edwards. When your parents died-your predecessors, you inherited everything as an only child; and continued their legacy. You became very biased, and narrow-minded. But you didn't care because you had it all.

When you took a trip to New York City, you went to one of the most luxurious and most expensive hotel out there, " The Royal Suite." You loved your life, and you weren't going to let any peasant ruin it for you.

When you pulled over to the hotel entrance with your latest lamborghini, exported right out  from your country, you smiled widely at the hotel staffs that were welcoming you. You loved the attention.

So far, five stars for the hotel.

While holding your Louis Vuitton purse, you went ahead to give the keys to the Valet attendant. Except, the girl let the keys slip to the ground by accident, and you gasped.

" Oh, I'm so sorry about that!," the girl immediately apologized, bending down to pick them up.

" Oh, bloody hell! How can I even trust you with my Lamborghini?," You removed your Chanel sunglasses, staring at her with spite. " You better handle my car with care, okay?"

" Of course. It was a silly accident," the valet girl replied, cleaning her throat with embarrassment.

" A silly accident?," You look at her name tag she had on her uniform, and then looked up at her, " Hailee, that Lamborghini cost more than your life all summed up. So you better be careful," You scoffed, before heading inside.

Hotel rating? 3 stars.

Hailee just took a deep breath once you left, and hated her job. She also hated stuck-up humans like you.

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