Melvin was nowhere to be seen when Rosetta quickly scanned the lobby.
“H-hi!” She was forced to greet him.
“Was it your boyfriend?” Yuri asked straightforwardly. “Were you having a fight?”
Her jaw fell. “No! He’s not my boyfriend, and we didn’t have a fight.” she said vehemently. She had no idea why she suddenly felt worked up upon hearing it and pushed the trolley toward the hotel kitchen to the right side, without crossing the entire lobby.
She noticed Yuri signaled Igor, who now gently tapped her shoulder. She stopped, and he pushed the trolley for her.
“Where are we going to bring this, little miss?” Igor asked quietly in a thick Russian accent.
“To the kitchen. It’s my job. You don’t have to do it for me, Sir Igor,” she muttered.
“Talk to the boss,” he only said to her amazemen
