However, what remains unknown to everyone is that the manager would prefer to upset the Spencer family, who hold a higher position in the food chain of Clover Hill, rather than risk offending the young master, the current head of the Anderson family, who is known to be far more ruthless than anyone could imagine.
Just thinking about it made the manager's skin crawl. He glanced at the woman in front of him, gave a slight bow, and said with an apologetic tone, "Mrs. Spencer, I'm really sorry, but we can't fulfill your request further. I hope you can understand."
Mrs. Spencer looked at him, puzzled at first, but then it clicked for her. She quickly figured out why the manager was hesitant to proceed with the CCTV.
It was clear that the girl's identity was something that needed to stay under wraps. The woman felt a bit let down because if the girl had been just an average person, tracking her down wouldn't have been an issue, especially with the Spencer family's reputation in Clover Hill.
However, seeing how the manager reacted made her realize that finding the girl wouldn't be straightforward, especially since it seemed like the girl had some sort of special background.
The woman got the hint and decided not to push the manager any further, knowing that adding more pressure wouldn't lead to anything good if things went sideways.
Mrs. Spencer turned to the manager and said politely, "It's alright, I understand you have your own challenges. I appreciate all that you do."
The manager nodded respectfully to her once more and led them back to their private dining area in the restaurant.
The boy was puzzled by the situation as he followed his mother and took a seat beside her.
Noticing her son's confused expression, she sighed and reassured him, "Liam, I'm really sorry. It seems like I can't find the sister who helped you."
At his mother's words, the light in the boy's eyes faded, and a look of sadness crossed his face.
Seeing the sadness on her son's face, the woman wanted to lift his spirits. She gently asked, "Liam, do you recall what I mentioned about the angel?"
With a heavy heart and his gaze lowered, Liam replied, "Yes, Mom. If we're meant to meet someone just once, we'll have the chance to meet them again."
As she listened to her son reflect on her earlier words, she lovingly stroked his hair and said, "So, let's be patient and wait for destiny to reunite us. What do you think, Liam?"
At her words, the boy's expression dimmed further, and he hung his head in disappointment.
Mrs. Spencer smiled warmly at her son, trying to lift his spirits. "Don't worry, Liam. I bet that lovely sister of yours would be excited to meet the adorable little boy she helped."
The boy's face lit up at his mother's words, momentarily forgetting his disappointment about not locating his sister. "Really, Mom? Do you think she'll come to see me?"
"Absolutely, Liam. I believe that wonderful sister is just busy, and that's why we haven't found her yet. Let's be patient and wait for her to come to us, okay?" she replied, her smile reassuring.
Even though she knew she was stretching the truth, Mrs. Spencer was determined to keep searching for the girl who had saved her son, especially since he was so eager to meet her.
The boy eagerly nodded at his mom's words, saying, "Sure thing, Mom. I'll follow your advice. We can wait."
Meanwhile, Zara was fast asleep, completely unaware that someone had been looking for her but ended up disappointed when they couldn't find her and was left waiting for her to show up.
Just as Marcus promised, within half an hour, he had the chefs whip up some home-cooked meals and personally delivered them, standing outside the presidential suite, eager to see the girl who had managed to soften his usually cold friend.
He was intrigued to catch a glimpse of the beauty who could make his distant buddy act so warm and friendly.
As he was lost in thought and eagerly waiting, the door swung open, revealing a girl who looked like she was still in her teens.
Marcus felt a bit thrown off by the young girl standing there.
Even though Ethan was only in his early twenties himself, it felt a bit off to him that he was interested in someone who seemed so much younger.
Zoye might have had a more mature vibe and dressed in a trendy way that could come off as cold, but she still had that youthful charm that sometimes made people question her maturity.
Despite her chilly demeanor around strangers, she was still the cherished daughter of the well-known Francis family, who had been sheltered from the harsher realities of life, which is why her youthful innocence lingered on.
Marcus was still a bit lost and didn't say anything even after the door swung open.
Zoye, on the other hand, was starting to lose her cool watching him stare blankly, even after she tried calling him a few times.
Noticing the tension in the air, the staff member who accompanied Marcus gently called out to him, prompting him to snap out of his reverie and focus on the girl before him.
Realizing how awkward he had been, he cleared his throat and flashed a smile, saying, "Miss, this meal was specially prepared for you all so you can enjoy some home-cooked favorites. I hope you have a great stay at our hotel!"
Marcus had a commanding presence wherever he went, often coming across as heavy-handed. However, he still made it a point to show respect to those he sought out, just as he was doing now.
He didn't have to play the role of a manager or be overly courteous to his guests, as he felt it was not necessary for him to communicate directly with them. After all, even a manager could handle that.
Yet, driven by his curiosity, he felt the need to make amends for his previous actions.
Zoye noticed the platters behind Marcus and realized that Sirius had informed them he would be sending some treats to their room. Without giving it much thought, she welcomed the staff into the suite to set the delicacies on the dining table.
Once the dishes were arranged, the waitress asked politely, "Miss, would you like me to serve the dishes for you?"
"No, thank you. I can handle it," Zoye replied graciously, closing the door after they completed their task.
Since Zara had requested not to be disturbed during her sleep, Zoye found herself in a dilemma. She was concerned that if she let Zara continue resting, the food would cool down, and reheating it wouldn't capture the same flavor.