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 Rafe

was a

only reason Rafe was criticized was that he

make too much noise here,” the receptionist

criticizing Rafe and standing up

Rafe 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 substantial amount of

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

can’t even afford a normal private room. Yet, you claim that you can bring us to the ninth floor? Stop

and vain,” Rebecca

to show off, let’s see you try.” Oliver turned around and stared at

and derision could

it to

able to bring us to the ninth floor of this building, I’ll buy that apartment. I’ll even give Rafe two million worth of commission!” Oliver

pulled on Donald’s sleeve worriedly and whispered, “Donald,

Donald patted him on the shoulder once more. “It’s okay. Leave it to

phone and called

this?” A sweet and languid voice came from the other end of

“I’m Donald.”

silent, but Donald could hear

where are you?” Lana’s pleasant voice

“I need your help. I have a class gathering today. I’m currently on the first floor of the Rivebale Hotel. We are

and settle it. Wait for me there,”

calmly, “Let’s wait for a few minutes. Someone will

him in disbelief and mockery. “You’re lying! What right do

Donald as if

ninth floor. No one believed

receptionist did not

muscular man 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

Mark White, the most prominent figure in

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

Campbell?” Mark

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