22.Scouted by a movie director (3)

Ellen's jeans had a big ripped patch on the left knee and had worn black sneakers in a high-end hotel where people were dressed in formal custom made and expensive outfits from big brands. The hair in a ponytail was slightly messed.

 She and her children looked like they were heading for an outdoor picnic!!

 He wasn't entirely incorrect because they had come from a zoo but still, that was Ellen's every day outfit. Ripped jeans and baggy t-shirts were her favourites.

 Sherry was stunned when the director asked whether Ellen was a chef. She felt like smacking the old man's head. 'Of all people, her?!! '

 " Huh, mommy is jobless!! " She blurted out in all seriousness.

 She wanted her mommy to be a big star so that she'd stop lazing around and also find a hot boyfriend for herself.

 That was one of the reasons she gave out the card.

 She shrinked back behind Liam when she received a deathly glare from Ellen whose face had already turned dark.

 The two men didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This small family was really interesting.

 Director Shen weirdly felt strongly attached to them and looked forward to their future interaction if that was possible.

 He had always wanted to have a daughter but he only got sons. He felt daughters were interesting and more affectionate than his sons.

 He was reluctant to part with them.

 " Miss Lee, I thank you for your time, I won't take much of it. It was nice meeting you and your adorable little kids.

 I'll make sure to visit the restaurant some other time." He said waving the grey card on his hand.

 " Nice meeting you Director Shen, producer Zou. " Ellen shook their hands with a polite smile. The men left after waving at the two children.

 *

 Ellen walked to the reception area and met a young woman in her early twenties.

 She was dressed in a black skirt and a white blouse probably the hotel's staff uniform. She had an oval face and her blonde hair was tied into a neat ponytail. She looked polite and professional.

 " Hello, I've an appointment here. How can I get to room 511?" Ellen asked her.

 The receptionist stared at her from head to toe and back. She sneered inwardly.

 ' Does this woman know where she is? How can she enter a place like this dressed so cheaply! Moreover, room 511 is in the VVIP floor how can she afford, she's definitely here to freeload a rich old man, hmph! '

 Ellen raised her brows at the silent receptionist who kept throwing disdainful glances to her. Why was she showing her that kind of hostility, they had never met...

 ' Why is everyone acting weird today, can this day get any worse? '

 She felt her headache worsening. ' This woman is definitely itching for a beating, it's so unfortunate that I'm not in the mood. ' She ran her hand through her already messed hair.

 " Miss , this is the Grand Hotel and visitors should be dressed appropriately according to our rules. " The woman uttered with a fake smile plastered on her face.

 Ellen gave her a piercing dark gaze. Was she supposed to change in the taxi?

 The receptionist froze and shivered when the temperature around her lowered to freezing point. She held her breath when she saw Ellen's frightening gaze.

 " Little girl I've no time to play games with you, how can I get to room 511?" Ellen's voice was frosty. The woman snapped back from her trance and responded quickly as if hypnotized.

 " Use the third elevator on the left , it'll take you direct to that floor. Then turn right, you'll find the private room, " the receptionist blurted out nervously.

 Deep down she was cursing, ' what a scary bitch!! '

 Ellen glanced at the scowl on her face and rolled her eyes. ' Her eyes must be crazy, which part of me looks like a thief?

 Besides, that old man Song's food must be better than theirs. What a lowlife!! '