Chapter 139: Hillary Digs Her Own Grave

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Joel stopped in his tracks and suddenly looked at the lobby manager. He repeated, “What do you mean you won’t allow her to bother me?”

The lobby manager was very shrewd. At the sight of Joel’s reaction, something immediately clicked and he replied, “Yes, that’s right. Mrs. Smith told us just now not to allow the lady at the entrance to come in. She said that this was your instruction.”

He lowered his head. What he said next sounded as if he was claiming credit, but in truth, he was actually lodging a complaint. He said, “We don’t have a rule like that at Club Prism, but Mrs. Smith said that this was an instruction from you, so we had to do as requested, of course.”

Instructions from him…

Joel’s amicable expression faded and he said dispassionately, “She’s not Mrs. Smith yet..”

The lobby manager put on a show of looking scared and said, “Apologies, Mr. Smith. I’ve always addressed her as Ms. Jones, but she demanded that we change the term of address today…”

Joel didn’t look angry. However, when he turned and saw Tanya, his eyes darkened a little.

Just as the lobby manager was about to say something, Joel looked away from Tanya and said detachedly, “We’ll leave it at that, then.”

For some reason, he didn’t feel like letting her come in and go for her dinner appointment.

 

The lobby manager was dumbfounded.

For over ten years, he had always been skilled at reading people’s body language and had never made any mistakes before. Had he guessed wrongly this time? Hillary was clearly acting like a donkey in a lion’s skin just now, yet Mr. Smith was actually giving her actions tacit approval now?

He withdrew his gaze and became a lot more respectful. “Alright, Mr. Smith.”

At the entrance.

Tanya waited idly for the parking valet to bring her car over.

Suddenly, a few people came toward her. “Hey, is that who I think it is? Isn’t she Tanya?”

Tanya turned and saw a few people who used to hang out with Hillary walking toward her.

moderately wealthy family, so all of

and Joel… here for dinner

Tanya clenched her jaw.

Hillary had brought them over to greet Joel, but

was actually willing to dine with them

Heh.

change, after

was inwardly mocking Joel,

thinking of going in for dinner?

you standing around here for? Didn’t they say that you were the champion in an international dance competition? Why aren’t you

deal about being a world champion? Did you win any prize money? Have you

narrowed at their

sneered, “Tsk, I’ve finally witnessed today what it means to

for them to understand what she was saying. They became angry right away, and a man from among them even stepped forward and pushed her while demanding, “Is that how you should

the bottom of it all, you’re still just a dance teacher! Oh, look at the situation you’re in now. Why don’t you give one

to! At least we can still enter

“…”

the wealthy. Given her current status, it wasn’t hard for her to enter the club if she wanted to—in fact, she could even easily get a VIP card. However, the problem was

the Hunts were the only ones who didn’t fear offending

want to

gaze. At this point, the parking valet brought her car over. She walked around the group of people to

Only the rich can afford to

this car a present from one

the excuse of giving dance lessons to fool around

“…”

the look on Tanya’s face to turn even colder. She couldn’t tolerate it anymore. She was about to step forward and teach the foul-mouthed guy a lesson when a tall and

and grabbed the guy by his collar. Before anyone could even react, he socked him right

out, the guy stumbled a few

head whipped up as he

frosty look on

people around them were also dumbfounded. They hastily took a step back and stammered, “M-Mr.

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