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?”

want

supervisor couldn’t hold it

the servers behind

entire sixtieth floor of the Ramada Hotel? What a joke! You better leave now. We don’t have time to entertain a madman

unpleasant words and retorted, “Is this how you serve your customers

as Reene finished her words, a facetious voice came. “Yo,

man, about thirty years old, sauntering over to them

the Stein Family

born to a super-rich family, Hugo screamed ‘prodigal

to the half a

at Reene while swaying

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

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

Hugo, Mr. Kean had only reserved two seats, but these

sizing him up but was all smiles toward Cecilia. “My, isn’t this the beautiful Cecilia Larson? It took me so long to get over the fact that you’ve

the supervisor’s stomach, cursing, “You f*cking son of a wh*re!

brazenly leered at Cecilia’s long legs. “We haven’t had enough of such beautiful

lecherous gaze, Cecilia hid behind Kingsley. “In

prevented him from ogling Cecilia, Hugo announced, “You ladies can but

a frown. “All three of us came together. Why is only he not allowed

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