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

poor was a

criticized was that he was poor and

I’m sorry. Please don’t make too much noise here,”

Rafe and standing up for him,

bring you to the ninth floor, will you consider buying that apartment and giving Rafe a

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

contempt. “That’s right. Take a good look at yourself. You can’t even afford a normal private room. Yet, you claim that you can bring us to the ninth floor?

vain,”

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

and derision could be

prove it to you?” Donald

the ninth floor of this building, I’ll buy that apartment. I’ll even give

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

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

called

came from

“I’m Donald.”

other person fell silent, but Donald could hear her breathing grow

you?” Lana’s pleasant voice

the first floor of the Rivebale Hotel. We are unable to

over and settle it. Wait for

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

“You’re lying! What right do you have to enter the ninth floor?”

and Rebecca giggled and looked at Donald as if they were looking at a

Johnny’s Antiques had to book beforehand to enter the ninth floor. No

not believe him

few moments later, a 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 covered his head. One could tell that he was not

was, indeed, Mark White, the most prominent figure in Rivebale Hotel and

as if they were pierced by that gaze of his.

Mr. Campbell?”

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