NovelUSAChapter 179
If | were to stay here under my own name, not only would I not have to pay, but the owner and manager would
even showerwith gifts.
"Y-You said how much? Over 30 thousand? Are you fucking out of your mind? You're tellingthat these shabby
suites cost over 30 thousand dollars? Do you take us for fools?"
By this point, the receptionist had had enough. "Ladies, you have repeatedly insulted our resort. Aren't you being
too much? We welcyour feedback if you have an issue with our services or facilities.
"However, over the past few days, we have never once treated you poorly, and our service has been exemplary.
So, may | ask what exactly is your grievance?"
Mrs. Brown slammed her hand on the counter. "Your fees are ridiculous!"
The receptionist turned and pointed to the wall. "Our prices are clearly listed. What's unreasonable?"
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Looking up, the three women finally noticed that a price list was indeed hanging on the wall. However, the price
list was crafted out of wooden plaques and arranged in a way that made it look more like a decoration. One
would only notice it if one looked closely.
Seeing this, they were even more dumbfounded. It turned out that their suites weren't even the best ones. | had
reserved the best one for Mrs. Cylon. Her room cost 12,999 dollars per night, being the largest, most luxurious,
and best suite in the entire resort.
While their suites weren't the best, they were still among the better suites compared to the others.
"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible. Are you trying to scam honest people like us? | checked online.
Hilton's best room, even the presidential suite, only costs a few thousand per night. What gives you the right to
charge over ten thousand?"
The receptionist sighed and explained, "As | said, this isn't a hotel. It's a villa resort."
Before she could continue, a group of men in suits approached the front desk. "Miss, please book us three of
your premium suites.
"We're hosting an international delegation, and sembassy VIPs will also be staying with us. Everything must
be flawless."
The receptionist frowned slightly. "The premium suites are currently occupied, but you can wait. These three
quests are about to check out. Once they settle their bill, I'll process their departure and arrange your check-in."
"Really? That's great!" The men immediately turned to look at Mrs. Brown and her companions.
"Ladies, please settle your bill promptly."
Mrs. Brown's face turned red as she
gritted her teeth. "What are you
rushing us for? Are you all in
cahoots, acting as shills to
scam our
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money?"
The men were taken aback, clearly not understanding what Mrs. Brown was saying. "Shills?"
The embarrassed receptionist
quickly interjected, "Please stop spouting nonsense. These gentlemen are regulars here, and they're city
officials. If you offend such distinguished guests, | won't be able to help you!"
"Officials? Ha! What a joke. What kind of official would stay at a shabby place like this?"
Mrs. Brown strode over to the men. "Where are you officials from? Enlighten me! And just so you know, my
husband is also an official!"
After exchanging glances, the suited men smirked disdainfully. "Oh? And where does your husband serve as an
official?"
"My husband is Malcolm Brown, an official at the Bloomville County Recorder's office.
When she revealed her husband's position, | nearly spat out the tea in my mouth.
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