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 whole

couldn’t hold it in any longer,

behind

you are. You want to reserve the entire sixtieth floor of the Ramada Hotel?

frowned at the unpleasant words and retorted, “Is

facetious voice came. “Yo,

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

other than Hugo Stein, the first young master of the Stein Family of Cleapolis and the CEO

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

suit he was wearing alone was already equivalent to the half a

then, he was leering at

me, which b*stard has pissed off Cleapolis’

wasn’t at all friendly. “We’ve come to have lunch, but who’d have thought we’d come across a

that, the supervisor hurriedly explained, “Young Master Hugo, Mr. Kean had only reserved

isn’t this the beautiful Cecilia

supervisor’s stomach, cursing, “You f*cking son of a wh*re! How can you let

“We haven’t

Cecilia hid behind Kingsley. “In that case, can

Hugo