Chapter 18 The Esteemed Ninth Floor

The receptionist called someone from senior management, Mark White. “Hello, Mr. White. An executive from Johnny’s Antiques wishes to reserve the entire ninth floor…”

“Did Johnny Green personally request it?” A strong and steady voice traveled from the phone.

The receptionist whispered, “No, it’s an executive from his company.”

“Get him to scram. Only Johnny has the right to reserve the entire floor in Johnny’s Antiques. So what if he’s an executive?” Mark replied.

The receptionist hung up and said apologetically, “I’m sorry. My superior has already stated that only Mr. Johnny Green has the right to enter the ninth floor. Sir, you might want to book a place somewhere else.”

 

Oliver’s face darkened.

“If that’s the case, let’s go to another hotel. We don’t have to hold our gathering here,” someone murmured.

 

“Yeah, Oliver. We only came here to reminisce. Let’s not get our good mood spoiled by this trivial matter,” Irene added.

Apparently, she had heard of Lana’s reputation. She knew that the ninth floor was not a place that commoners could enter.

“Let’s go to another hotel,” Rafe suggested quietly. He was afraid that Oliver would be upset. After all, if Oliver got upset, his opportunity to earn money would be destroyed just like that.

What’s so bad about suffering a little grievance and behaving more humbly to seal the deal?

“Are you looking down on me?” Oliver’s expression turned frosty. He no longer concealed the mockery in his eyes.

His motive for attending the gathering was to flaunt his wealth.

Irene chimed in, “What has it got to do with you, Rafe?”

“You’re merely a middleman. To put it bluntly, you’re just a lowly dog. What right do you have to speak?” Rebecca scolded.

The rest of the group began berating Rafe as well. “Yeah, why are you interfering in this matter? You should just shut up and mind your own business.”

Rafe’s face immediately turned as red as a tomato. He remained frozen on the spot and did not know whether he should leave or stay.

the receptionist looked at

poor was a

only reason Rafe was criticized was that he was

sorry. Please don’t make too

that everyone was criticizing Rafe and standing up for him, Oliver

on the back. Thereafter, he looked at Oliver and asked, “If I can bring you to the ninth floor, will you consider buying that apartment and giving Rafe a

then burst out laughing. “Donald, are you kidding me? How can you bring us to the ninth floor?

right. Take a good look at yourself. You can’t even afford a normal

vain,”

you try.” Oliver turned around and stared at

contempt, and derision could be detected

should I prove it

as you’re able to bring us to the ninth floor of this building, I’ll buy that apartment. I’ll even give Rafe two million

hand, pulled on Donald’s sleeve worriedly and whispered, “Donald, that’s okay. I don’t need that commission.

once more. “It’s okay.

called Lana. He had gotten her

sweet and languid voice came from the

“I’m Donald.”

other person fell silent, but Donald

where are you?” Lana’s pleasant voice continued to

first floor of the Rivebale Hotel. We are unable to book a room. Thus, I wish to request for you to

head over and settle it. Wait

up and said calmly, “Let’s wait for a few minutes. Someone will arrive shortly and

looked at him in disbelief and mockery. “You’re lying! What

and Rebecca giggled and looked at Donald as if they

Johnny’s Antiques had to book beforehand to enter the ninth floor. No one believed that Donald could settle it with a simple

not believe him

walked over swiftly. He appeared to be around thirty-five years old and had a menacing appearance. He was bald and a black lotus tattoo covered his head. One could

the most prominent figure in Rivebale

as if they were pierced by that gaze of his. His aura was too

Mr. Campbell?” Mark

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