Theodore got angry at her perfunctory attitude, snorted coldly, and strode out of the elevator. Phoebe quickly followed him. The top-floor room was the only presidential suite.


    After fingerprint recognition, Theodore walked in first.@@novelbin@@


    Phoebe stood at the door, poked her head inside, and saw the luxurious decor. The golden glow almost blinded her.


    "Do you live here?" Phoebe asked.


    Theodore ignored her and went straight to the bedroom in his slippers.


    Phoebe looked at his tall and straight back, pouted, thinking, ''How much money these capitalists must spend per night here?''


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