I Am the Ruler of All

Chapter 17 Condescending *ss

Just as the trio was about to head into VIP Room 6, located on the sixtieth floor of Ramada Hotel, someone in a supervisor uniform extended his hand, blocking their path. “Sorry, Mr. Kean has booked this room, and he has only invited Miss Wynn.”

Standing behind him were six regular servers, not giving them any chance of entering the private room.

Reene frowned in response. “These two are my friends, and they’re tagging along with me. Can’t they go in too?”

“We have a rule here. The number of booked guests cannot be changed, or it’ll affect other guests dining in,” the supervisor disclosed as he sized Kingsley up, growing visibly impatient. “Anyone without a reservation will have to leave immediately.”

In other words, they would chuck him out.

“Well, I’ll just book a table then.” Kingsley scanned the empty space. “So many of your rooms are unoccupied. I’ll book one right now.”

“Hahaha…” The supervisor burst out laughing. “Do you even know the rules of our reservation?”

At that, Kingsley pulled a pack of cigarettes sold exclusively to the military from his pocket and lit one up. “What’s the rule? Please, do enlighten me,” he said plainly.

When the supervisor saw the brand-less white cigarette pack, he snorted disdainfully and revealed by explaining, “One seat is two hundred thousand, not including any spending. As if you have what it takes to get a seat here!”

“Two hundred thousand? That’s it?” Kingsley smiled plainly. “How much for an entire floor?”

Taken aback, the supervisor fought back his laughter and asked, “What did you say? You want to book the entire floor?”

right. I want the whole

it in

behind him

the entire sixtieth floor of the Ramada Hotel? What a joke! You better leave now.

frowned at the unpleasant words and retorted, “Is this how you serve your

facetious voice came. “Yo, which b*stard has upset the great and

man, about thirty years old,

young master of the Stein Family of Cleapolis and the CEO of Ramada

to a super-rich family, Hugo screamed ‘prodigal coxcomb’ from

was already equivalent to the half a lifetime salary of

he was leering at Reene

b*stard has pissed off Cleapolis’ goddess entrepreneur?

“We’ve come to have lunch, but

hurriedly explained, “Young Master Hugo, Mr. Kean had only reserved two seats, but these two here thought they could

all smiles toward Cecilia. “My, isn’t this the beautiful Cecilia Larson? It took me so long

expression changed in a split second, and he booted the supervisor’s stomach, cursing, “You f*cking son of a wh*re! How can you let Miss Larson wait out

at Cecilia’s long legs. “We haven’t had enough

Cecilia hid behind

prevented him from ogling Cecilia, Hugo announced,