Just as the trio was about to head into VIP Room 6, located on the sixtieth floor of Ramada Hotel, someone in a supervisor uniform extended his hand, blocking their path. “Sorry, Mr. Kean has booked this room, and he has only invited Miss Wynn.”

Standing behind him were six regular servers, not giving them any chance of entering the private room.

Reene frowned in response. “These two are my friends, and they’re tagging along with me. Can’t they go in too?”

“We have a rule here. The number of booked guests cannot be changed, or it’ll affect other guests dining in,” the supervisor disclosed as he sized Kingsley up, growing visibly impatient. “Anyone without a reservation will have to leave immediately.”

In other words, they would chuck him out.

“Well, I’ll just book a table then.” Kingsley scanned the empty space. “So many of your rooms are unoccupied. I’ll book one right now.”

“Hahaha…” The supervisor burst out laughing. “Do you even know the rules of our reservation?”

At that, Kingsley pulled a pack of cigarettes sold exclusively to the military from his pocket and lit one up. “What’s the rule? Please, do enlighten me,” he said plainly.

When the supervisor saw the brand-less white cigarette pack, he snorted disdainfully and revealed by explaining, “One seat is two hundred thousand, not including any spending. As if you have what it takes to get a seat here!”

“Two hundred thousand? That’s it?” Kingsley smiled plainly. “How much for an entire floor?”

Taken aback, the supervisor fought back his laughter and asked, “What did you say? You want to book the entire floor?”

right. I want the

The supervisor couldn’t hold it

servers behind him

much of a pretentious b*stard as you are. You want to reserve the entire sixtieth floor of the Ramada

retorted, “Is this how you

words, a facetious voice came. “Yo, which b*stard has upset the great and beautiful Reene

man, about thirty years old,

Stein Family of Cleapolis and the CEO of

super-rich family, Hugo screamed ‘prodigal coxcomb’ from top to

was wearing alone was already equivalent to

leering at Reene

which b*stard has pissed off Cleapolis’ goddess entrepreneur?

to have lunch, but who’d have thought we’d

supervisor hurriedly explained, “Young Master Hugo, Mr. Kean had only reserved two seats, but these two here thought they could sneak

beautiful Cecilia Larson?

expression changed in a split second, and he booted the supervisor’s stomach, cursing, “You f*cking son of a wh*re! How can you

“We haven’t had enough of such

lecherous gaze, Cecilia hid behind Kingsley.

that Kingsley prevented him from ogling Cecilia, Hugo announced, “You ladies

three of us came together.

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