My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 439

Everyone knew their hotel’s junior ballroom was the best among London’s five-star hotels, hence advanced booking was necessary.

It wasn’t because the hotel didn’t want to honor the spirit of the contract, but money speaks louder than actions.

Mary looked intimidating as she spoke through gritted teeth, “What did you say?”

You gave my junior ballroom to someone else?

Are you kidding me?

Her body shook in anger and she said in a shrill voice, “Is this the kind of service a five-star hotel should have? I booked it first. How dare you give it to someone else? I’m going to lodge a complaint!”

She had already promised her circle of socialites that she would hold a party for them at the junior ballroom, only to find out that the venue had been given to someone else.

Any sane person would be angry.

Moreover, this was her first private party as a host. She dreaded being ridiculed by those bluebloods and felt like she was making a fool of herself.

How could they? I’m the daughter of a Count. Mary’s chest heaved as she unleashed her inner vixen. “Who is it? Who disrupted my party? I demand an explanation from that person!”

“Ms. Canter, I don’t think that’s a good idea,” the manager couldn’t help but exclaim at the thought of that man, “He’s a very important person.”

“And I’m the daughter of the Count of Maredania. Am I not important?” Mary snapped and headed towards the elevator.

Penelope scolded the hotel manager angrily, “How could you give the junior ballroom to someone else?”

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