Grace was taken aback for a moment, then immediately rolled her eyes so hard they might have fallen out of her head!

  Excuse me?

  With a look of utter speechlessness, she turned around, holding the suit jacket, and looked at Gavin. "Is it this one?"

  Several people turned their heads simultaneously. Upon seeing the brooch pinned to the upper left side of the jacket, their expressions froze in unison.

  "Oh my! Oh my!" The lean man clapped his hands excitedly, heaving a huge sigh of relief. "How did it get pinned to the clothes? It must have been someone from the brand who pinned it on yesterday, afraid you'd forget to wear it after changing!"

  "Good, it's not lost, good, it's not lost." The lean man stepped forward, took the suit from Grace's hands, and then urged Gavin, "Gavin, hurry up and change. Everyone's waiting downstairs."

  Grace effortlessly discovered the item they had searched for so long without finding. Gavin's expression turned slightly awkward as he glanced at Grace, then subconsciously averted his gaze.

  Thinking back to their aggressive and condescending attitude earlier, he couldn't help but feel ashamed.

  The housekeeping manager also breathed a deep sigh of relief. It was good that the item was found; otherwise, it would have been a real hassle. The other party was a currently popular celebrity, and if the matter blew up, it would definitely tarnish the hotel's reputation.

  "Sir, since your item has been found, we'll take our leave now. Please feel free to call housekeeping if you need anything," the manager said politely.

  Gavin nodded. His lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't bring himself to open his mouth.

  His pride was getting in the way; he knew it well.

  "Wait."

  If he wouldn't speak up, someone would speak up for him. Grace looked coldly at Gavin and the lean man beside him, her expression impassive as she stated, "Apologize!"

  Gavin's face registered surprise, as if he hadn't expected Grace to demand an apology so directly.

  The lean man's eyes widened even more, exclaiming without thinking, "What did you say?"

  "I said apologize. Don't you need to apologize for wrongly accusing someone?" Grace questioned, enunciating each word clearly.

  Cold sweat broke out on the housekeeping manager's forehead. He quickly sidled up to Audrey and whispered, "Audrey, talk some sense into your daughter. It's better to avoid trouble."

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  Audrey knew her daughter was seeking justice for her, but since the manager had spoken, she hesitated for a moment before stepping forward to persuade, "Forget it, Grace. They're the hotel's guests. They were anxious about losing something; I can understand."

  "Being anxious gives them the right to randomly accuse others? What a big star's attitude!" Grace retorted sarcastically, her gaze unwavering as she looked at Gavin. "As hotel employees, providing service to the guests is our duty. But does that service include 'taking the blame'?"

  "Grace..."

  "I'm sorry." Gavin suddenly spoke up, looking at Audrey with sincere eyes. "I'm sorry, ma'am... Auntie. I apologize for my irresponsible words and actions. I hope you can understand."

  "I-it's... It's okay, sir. It's fine..."

  Seeing his attitude was relatively proper and sincere, a trace of amused smile touched the corner of Grace's lips. She then turned her gaze to the lean man.

  The man was startled. Although unwilling in his heart, since Gavin had already spoken up, why should he bother saving face?

  "Sorry, ma'am. We were wrong."

  Audrey nodded repeatedly, saying it was okay. She had felt somewhat wronged initially, but after hearing their apologies, she actually felt much better.

  Only then did Grace let it go, turning around, opening the door, and leaving the room.

  "Manager, I'll first..." Audrey pointed in the direction her daughter had left, her words trailing off. The manager understood and nodded, signaling she could go.

  Seeing this, Audrey hurriedly chased after her.

  "Grace!"

  In the hallway, Audrey caught up with her daughter and took her hand. "Don't be angry. Mom's fine."

  Grace naturally felt heartache for her mother. The service industry was just like this—dealing with all sorts of difficult guests. This five-star hotel was actually better because the entry conditions filtered out a large portion of low-quality people.

  If it were a lower-tier service industry job, one would develop stomach ulcers from the constant frustration.

  "I'm fine. You go back to work first. We'll talk more at home tonight." Not wanting to worry her mother, Grace deliberately spoke in a relaxed tone to reassure her.

  Audrey nodded, escorting her daughter to the elevator entrance and watching her leave.

  "What kind of person is she, demanding an apology from us?"

  Back in the room, the lean man still wore an expression of unconvinced, feeling it was beneath him to apologize to a mere service staff.

  Gavin, who was changing his clothes, glanced at him and said coldly, "We wronged her. Isn't apologizing the right thing to do?"

  The lean man walked over to Gavin with a look of helplessness, helping him adjust his collar and tie. He said earnestly, "Gavin, I've told you many times. You're a top star. There are some things you can't do, some words you can't say. You need to be aware of your status! If your fans found out you apologized so meekly to a service staff, how heartbroken they would be for you!"

  "I only know that if you make a mistake, you should take responsibility and apologize even more so. No matter who I am, that's what I should do."

  Now, he actually felt clear-headed inside. At first, he indeed found it hard to speak up and struggled internally. But after uttering the apology, the feeling of relief that washed over him told him that doing the right thing makes one feel comfortable.

  Otherwise, today's incident would have bothered him for a long time.

  "Alright, alright, alright. If you think it's right, then it's right. But today's incident was such a farce. It must have been someone from the brand who pinned the brooch to the clothes last night without us noticing. I'll definitely give them a good talking-to later."

  Gavin didn't speak anymore, but a certain face kept lingering in his mind, unable to be dispelled.

  He had risen to fame young and had long become a big star pursued by everyone in the entertainment industry. Never before had someone spoken to him like that.

  As if in her eyes, he was completely not a special existence, nor some big celebrity.

  But just a "person," an ordinary "person," no different from anyone else.

  Evening.

  Audrey made beef noodles for her daughter, who wanted to eat and stir-fried a few of her favorite dishes.

  The food was on the table just after nine o'clock. Audrey called out to Grace, "Grace, you eat first. Tony usually gets off evening self-study at nine. He'll be back soon."

  Grace glanced at the time on the wall and said, "No rush. Let's wait for him together. Mom, later, just listen. I'll talk to him."

  "Okay, Mom won't interrupt." Audrey nodded with a smile.

  Time passed bit by bit. By ten o'clock, Tony still hadn't returned. The fire in Grace's heart had already shot up to the top of her head.

  Seeing the worried look on her mother's face, Grace picked up her chopsticks and said, "Mom, let's eat first. Let's not wait for him."

  "Maybe evening self-study was extended. You had situations like that before too," Audrey tried to find reasons to comfort herself.

  Grace nodded, but she knew in her heart that her brother was probably off playing games again—eighty percent chance.

  She had already told him in advance to come home on time after school today. Even with that warning, he still dared to go play games. His guts were really something!