He Is A Nymphomaniac. Chapter 507 - Another Face Slap!!

The hotel manager smirked looking at the girl from the CCTV footage and quickly picked up the reception's control phone receiver.

"h.e.l.lo! Yes Smitha, listen carefully. The carpeting outside the VIP suits, looks pretty dusty and also the paintings and the walls look pretty dull too. I think it needs an immediate makeover. Send over a staff of minimum ten people, to do the needful. And also, the couch looks mighty dirty, due to you know, who is sitting on it. Get that clean as soon as possible. And if any nosy guest, refuses to budge from the couch, just keep doing your own job! Don't hesustate to insult or reb.u.t.t." The manager smiled wickedly and even before he hung up the call he had already immediately picked up the cell phone again. 

"Yes sir!" The ladies's obedient voice came immediately from speaker and hung up the call.

The manager texted on a number happily, almost chuckling now.

'Manager: Order given sir!

Raol: You are amazing.

Manager: I am learning from you sir. How to scare off un-nesecessary crows.

Raol: Haha! But it wil not work for long. Just one ot two days more.'

Cheryl was eagerly waiting for her banana split, when she suddenly spotted a waiter walking towards her. She smiled thinking her order had arrived but then immediately noticed that instead of the banana split, the waiter had a vacc.u.m cleaner in his hand and was approaching towards her smiling. 

"Excuse me, But I had ordered for a banana split! This does not look like one!!" Cheryl frowned looking at the waiter and noticed, he was the same waiter whom she had ordered.

"Ahh! Yes mam! I am afraid, bakery items can not be served here on this floor. You will have to go to hotel's personal bakery, which is in the north wing." The waiter smiled wickedly. 

"Fine!! " Cheryl thumped her feet in anger and laid her head again on the arm rest of the couch. Offcourse she could not leave the spot on thr couch, from the fear that if she leaves and the couple comes out from their room in her absence, her entire hardwork will go in vain. 

"Umm! Excuse me mam! I need to clean this couch! It has tomato ketchup stains and other dust particles. You can either go to your room or stand aside, while I clean this junk away!" The waiter purposely frowned, looking at empty eatable wrappers and dishes. "How stinky!!" He commented.

"Fine!! I am standing aside!!" Cheryl glarred at the waiter and stood up on her yet sore feet and walked to a corner angrily.

The waiter smirked looking at her and plugged the tiny cleaner on a socket and started cleaning the couch. He once again made an unhappy face, looking at Cheryl. "Such mess some guests create!!" 

Soon another housekeeper staff approched, with a bigger vacc.u.m cleaner and switched it on, and started cleaning the carpet on the floor, closer to Cheryl. Cheryl gaped at the mannerless waiter and then moved further aside, from him to let him clean the carpet. "Why are they suddenly into this cleaning spree, right where I want to sit? Are they trying to shoo me away. Why do I have a feeling all this is planned." Cheryl frowned and kneeled against the wall, closer to a painting now, letting the two people work, while her eyes still stuck to the door. 

Then suddenly three more housekeeping staff people approached, and started wiping away the gold studded paintings hung on the walls of corridor, with soft brushes and clothes. "Excuse me mam. But we are cleaning here, care to s.h.i.+ft aside and stand on one corner or go inside your room." The lady smiled mechieviously. 

"Fine! Do whatever you have to. I am standing in one corner!!!" Cheryl literally screamed, not wanting to go away from the corridor so as to keep a check on the couple's door. She walked further away, her feet already giving up from all the standing. She was sleepy, hungry, tired, soar, irritated and now offended yet helpless.

The staff was smirking and gossiping looking at Cheryl, and were purposely cleaning the corridor extremely slowly, while chit- chatting more. Till this time, the news that this lady had tried to break up their dear big boss Rhehan Job's relation with their boss lady, had spread all over the hotel. 

And considering Rhehan's employee's fondness for their boss, they had pledged to no spare any person who tries to harm their dear big boss in any way. 

Just then two more staff members came with a furry roller each in their hands and walked upto Cheryl. "Excuse me Miss, if You can please now stand in the other corner. It is time to clean the walls now. They are have grown a little dirty since you have been leaning against it, so long."

A short and stout housekeeping maid, dressed in white app.r.o.n pointed her finger to the other corner of the corridor, purposely sounding rude. 

"Why do you guys have to clean this corridor, when I want to sit here. Can not you do it later!!!??? I am a guest here. Show sone respect to me!! What are you? You low levelled housekeeping employess!!!!!" Cheryl screamed at the entire staff. Her voice was so loud and irritated that it could be heard far across the halls. 

The entire team of housekeeping stoppped abrubtly and some if even chuckled lightly. 

"You are free to check-out, if you are unhappy from our services!" Spoke a fat man, wearing a large app.r.o.n, with a vacc.u.m cleaner in his hand. 

"You can not shout at us like that. Or, we will call the cops, and get you arrested for harrasing us and abusing us!" Spoke a tiny lady, holding a roller.

"We are just doing out duty to keep the hotel clean. If you have a problem, go check-in, in a dirty hotel, where staff does no cleaning. Looking at you it looks like you are not suited for our precious and luxurious hotel!" Spoke another middle aged lady, who was brus.h.i.+ng the paintings. 

"I am sure, she is living on somebody else's expenses. Looking at her, she does not even look like she can afford to pay her own rent or pay for her own clothes!" Smirked another man from staff, who was throwing away fries and wrappers in the dust-bin. "People can not even throw their own trash in the bins. What ill-mannered people they are!!" The man frowned.