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.

receptionist looked

was

was criticized was that he was poor and

don’t make too much noise here,” the receptionist

and standing up for him, Oliver felt a

he looked at Oliver and asked, “If I can bring

you kidding me? How can you bring us to the ninth floor? Have

“That’s right. Take a good look at yourself. You can’t even afford a normal private room. Yet, you claim that you

arrogant and vain,”

right, Donald. Since you wish to show off, let’s see you try.” Oliver turned

could

should I prove it

us to the ninth floor of this building,

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

him on the shoulder once more. “It’s okay.

out his phone and called Lana. He had gotten her number from

A sweet and languid voice came from the other end

“I’m Donald.”

Donald

are you?” Lana’s pleasant voice continued to reverberate from

today. I’m currently on the first floor of the Rivebale Hotel. We are unable to book a room.

I’ll head over and settle it. Wait for me there,”

“Let’s wait for a few minutes. Someone will arrive shortly and

in disbelief and mockery. “You’re lying! What right do you have to enter the ninth floor?”

at Donald as

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

not believe

menacing appearance. He was bald and a black lotus tattoo covered his head. One could tell that he was not a good person at

most prominent figure

were pierced by that gaze of his. His aura was

Campbell?” Mark

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