Chapter 424
The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call
Chapter 424 Wynter Cleans the Hotel
Wynter had read through many of the hotel guest reviews.
It wasnât like there hadnât been any problems before. Nevertheless, the hotelâs customer service
department had significant issues. They disregarded their customersâ feedback, which accumulated
over time until now.
The resentment in the underground basement was already intense. It may spread upstairs within a
month.
At that point, guestsâ emotions would undoubtedly be affected, leading to extreme incidents like people
jumping off buildings to commit suicide.
paper. âAsk
âFind some seasoned workers and pay them well.â Wynter kicked the white paper. them to tear down
that wall.â
The manager nodded quickly at Wynterâs instructions.
Wynter tossed the Evercrest Gem over and set down the candle jar. âDonât move the Evercrest Gem
before the wall is torn down.â
âYes, Iâll get right to it.â The manager had become one of Wynterâs people.
Following the public discourse incident, some who previously did not accept Wynter had changed their
opinions on her.
They decided that they couldnât rely on Shane. He couldnât even handle the most basic of public
relations issues.
At that point, he had yet to explain why he had apologized so readily.
On the other hand, Wynter had been the driving force behind the hotelâs economic growth. She was
always the first to step up to the plate in every situation. Unlike him, who had vanished. It was clear
who was truly competent.
Shane never imagined his public reputation would suffer such a blow.
He could put up with what people said about him online. However, some of his subordinates had clearly
expressed to him their desire to stay at the hotel.
Shane was furious. The only idea he could think of was to contact Darrell.
âOnly Mr. Novak can change my fate now. Mr. Novak will surely have an idea! He can help me like he
did before,â Shane muttered to himself as if he was possessed.
Meanwhile, in the hotel, Wynter fired a group of people after dealing with the hotelâs layout.
Those people refused to accept it.
They argued, âWeâve been here since Q Hotel opened, but you want to fire us now. Arenât you
concerned that the employees will become bitter and disappointed?â
Fiddling with the purple sugilite pendant, Wynter lifted her gaze. Her presence was commanding.
She swiftly raised her hand and projected the accounts she had found onto the hotelâs large
screen.
âThe person who led others to doubt the hotelâs good fortune was in marketing.
âThis is the person who claimed the guest who won the lottery was a troll.
âAnd⦠this is one who said I was acting.â
Wynter gave the shocked old employees a nonchalant look. They all held managerial positions. âYour
account IDs can be linked to your phones and offices. Youâre getting paid by the hotel, yet you bite the
hand that feeds you. Iâm going to sue you for defaming the hotelâs reputation. You can check your
mailboxes for the lawyerâs letter once you get home.â
âMs. Quinnell!â One of them snapped out of their trance and immediately cried. âIâve made a mistake. I
was talking nonsense. I still have to care for my 70âyearâold mother. I canât be sued. I wonât be able to
find work. Please spare me!â
Wynter was unfazed. âI said Iâd give everyone time to set things straight. Some abandoned their
professional integrity for profit. Grandpa told me to be kind to the elderly working at Quinnell
Corporation. He also told me to be alert and not be too merciful.
âMr. Schmidt, your chat record of you hiring online trolls still exists. Saying that you were talking
nonsense wonât be enough to justify that.â
With that, Wynter waved her hand, and the managers were led outside.
They still hadnât figured out that the reason she had put off dealing with the online discourse for so long
was to see how many employees of the hotel and even Quinnell Corporation would show up and cause
trouble.