His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 1488: I Can Smell Scents From Far Away_1

Chapter 1488: Chapter 1488: I Can Smell Scents From Far Away_1

Chapter 1488

Slow, steady footsteps were heard, and the lonely figure disappeared up the stairs.

Charles Carrington’s brows furrowed, feeling completely drained.

This was the first time Milton White has expressed his feelings so directly, indicating that their relationship could never return to what it once was.

The outcome of today was as expected.

Twenty minutes later, he had left the Carrington residence.

Upstairs, Milton White had just finished showering, casually put on a bathrobe, and went downstairs for a drink.

His assistant walked in to discuss the schedule for tomorrow. Just as he was halfway through, he was cut off.

"Notify the Alliance. Starting today, we put pressure on Carrington Enterprise in full scale."

The assistant was taken aback and promptly replied, "I’ll arrange it right away."

"Alright, you may leave now."

The assistant quietly retreated. Silence once again enveloped the room, a silence so profound it’s like a void.

Such cold, solitary days were part of his daily life. He was numb, seemingly void of all feelings.

The same tranquility, the same red wine, the same emotionless financial news.

This was his typical day.

Suddenly, an anxious voice was heard from outside.

"Hey, this is the residence of the Second Young Master. He doesn’t like to be disturbed; you cannot come in! You cannot...Ah!"

A roar was heard, echoing like the growl of a tiger.

Milton White looked outside through a window and saw the maid screaming as she stumbled back, falling into a grass bush.

In his usual pace, he calmly walked outside.

The terrified maid looked at him with pleading eyes for rescue.

"Leave," he said indifferently.

Immediately, the maid ran off.

His gaze returned to the young girl.

She hadn’t changed her clothes, just washed her face, seemingly forced to do so.

After washing, her features appear clean and bright, her eyes calm and clear. She was naturally beautiful.

"How did you find this place?" he asked casually.

She replied, "I smelled your scent. I told you before, I can smell things from far away."

When the girl answered, her eyes flickered with unease and a cautious joy.

She shuffled a small step forward, "Can I not go to the orphanage? I can do many things; please let me stay here."

Milton White turned away, walking neutrally towards the mini-bar. He left her with a sentence, "Tomorrow at seven, someone will take you there."

The light in the girl’s eyes dimmed instantly.

-

D’Swiss Hotel.

Heijii led a group of ten people into the hotel, assigning tasks.

The afternoon’s live broadcast paid off, and these were all applicants from out of town.

Among them were three managers and seven service personnel, primarily men.

In the afternoon, they lined up for interviews at the side door, eliminating thirty people.

The news quickly spread through small channels.

After fermenting for one or two hours, it reached the comment section of related videos.

After all, the D’Swiss Hotel was pretty popular in these couple of days. Many people came to ride the wave of popularity.

They shot their short videos at the hotel entrance and posted them online to gain views.

One of the most popular videos received over fifty thousand comments.

Those who saw the video all expressed their confusion—

[What’s going on? Didn’t they say that the hotel was having trouble and no one would apply?]

[They are all lining up, guess there are those who aren’t afraid to die.]

[What’s there to be afraid of? The scariest thing in this world is poverty!]

Under this comment, someone replied—

[You’re wrong. I just came back from there today. The salary offered by D’Swiss Hotel is similar to other hotels, and they are very strict. They eliminated over thirty people!]