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?”

want the

hold it in any longer,

servers behind him

seen anyone as much of a pretentious b*stard as you are. You want to reserve the entire sixtieth floor of the Ramada Hotel?

retorted, “Is this how you serve your customers at Ramada

facetious voice came. “Yo, which b*stard has

find a man, about thirty years old, sauntering over to them

Stein, the first young master of the Stein Family of Cleapolis and the CEO of

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

already equivalent to the half a lifetime salary of an average

he was leering at Reene while swaying

pissed off Cleapolis’ goddess entrepreneur? I’ll deal

have lunch, but who’d have thought we’d come across a

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

this the beautiful Cecilia Larson? It took me so long

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

he even brazenly leered at Cecilia’s long legs. “We haven’t had enough

lecherous gaze, Cecilia hid behind Kingsley. “In that

Hugo announced, “You ladies can