Keira paced back and forth on the deck, the phone call still fresh in her mind.
A sudden knock interrupted her thoughts. She opened the door to find Matthew standing there.
"We’ve got a problem," Matthew said without preamble. "Someone’s been impersonating us in the rooms, fooling everyone onboard. It’s the last day, so we need to make an appearance and make sure it’s obvious we’ve been here all along."
Keira nodded immediately, changed into fresh clothes, and followed him out the door.
The cruise ship was filled mostly with people from Crera, as it had departed from Clance.
As they strolled, Matthew glanced at her. "Typically, we’d need to create a scene, something memorable. That way, people onboard will remember us and confirm we were here if anything comes up later."
Keira caught on quickly. The goal was clear: leave behind a distinct impression so that staff or other passengers could vouch for their presence.
After a brief moment of thought, she stepped into a luxury watch store.
Inside, the sales assistant, who had been cheerfully helping another customer, cast a quick glance at them. Noticing their understated outfits, her smile faded.
"Good afternoon," the assistant said, stepping forward to block their way. "May I ask what you’re looking for? You’ll need to wait your turn."
Keira raised an eyebrow. She looked inside the store—it wasn’t crowded, just two couples browsing.
She knew luxury shops often enforced customer limits for exclusivity. But now, as the ship was on its return journey, most people had already done their shopping. This wasn’t about policy; it was plain snobbery.
Keira smiled faintly. Perfect. Nothing made you memorable like a little drama.
Her expression turned cold. "Is this how you treat your customers? Where’s your manager?"
The assistant’s polite smile turned stiff. "Our manager is here, but we follow proper protocol. Miss, what exactly are you looking for? Perhaps you’d like a glass of water while you wait? I wouldn’t want you to disturb the other guests while they shop."
Keira wasn’t having it. "Disturb them? Let me ask you, what’s your store’s daily customer limit? Why are we being told to wait?"
The assistant shrugged. "There’s no set limit. It’s based on our judgment. We’re short-staffed today, so we can’t handle too many customers at once."
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Anyone know of anywhere else I can read this?...
It’s been 10 days since the last update…….is there going to be anymore updates?...
So Keira's mother is the daughter of mr martin and scott & keira are cousins? Interesting!...
Please give us more than one page at a time. We are faithful to you we deserve more than just a page a day. Too slow posting will make a reader loose interest and look for another novel....
Thank you for your hardwork. However, please we need at least 7-10 chapters everyday....
Im getting bored in this story with 2 chapters uploaded daily! Maybe I'll just come back after Keira's done with all the tasks to see what will happen...
What could be the purpose of the tasks given to Keira? Is it a prep for Keira to become the head of South fam or something else?...
Can’t you translate more than two pages per day please? It only took me a few days to get to here and I’m getting bored waiting for more....
How many more chapters before Lewis appears at the banquet?? Im waiting to know the Olsen brothers & Victoria's reaction upon knowing that gigolo is Lewis....
Thank you for the updates, please upload more chapters everyday. I Love this story...