Upon hearing this, the driver couldn''t help but nce at me again. He remarked, "You''re only in your first year of college, yet you can give your girlfriend that much pocket money? With your designer clothes, you must be from a wealthy family, right?"


    Laura looked at me in surprise. "Didn''t you say that your family sells fruits at a stall?"


    "Well... it''s a long story," I replied.


    Sensing my difort, Felicia immediately nudged her mother''s arm. "Mom, you just got here. Can you stop asking so many questions? Tonight, I''ll be staying with you. We can chat then, and I''ll exin everything. Don''t make things difficult for William."


    "Oh, okay. I won''t ask anymore."


    As we chatted, the car soon came to a stop.


    When we got out, I looked up and was immediately stunned. I instinctively nced back at Felicia. She was equally surprised.


    The hotel in front of us wasn''t just any hotel. It was the one where Felicia had worked before and where I had once dealt with a guy named Bob.


    I remembered Bob was the one I had asked Victor to take care of. I heard he ended up working in a nightclub, cleaning toilets.


    I never expected we would end up back here so soon.


    "Let''s go. It''s fine," I reassured her, holding her hand as we entered the establishment together.


    Inside, we found Louis and his group blocking the lobby, shouting, "Why can''t we use the private room? There''s clearly space avable! Why are you so rigid? What''s the harm in letting us use it?


    "Don''t tell me you''re worried that the dishes we order won''t be expensive enough? I''m telling you, I''m not short on money!"


    The manager frowned, clearly


    annoyed. "It''s not that you can''t use the room, but the rules are the rules. Our policy has always been that rooms must be reserved in advance and can''t be given out on the spot untess you''re a VIP. You''re neither VIPS nor have you made a reservation, so you can''t use it."


    Louis was furious. "What do you mean by that? Are regr customers not good enough for you? Don''t bully me just because your restaurant is big! I''ve spent thousands here, and this is how you treat me? I''ll nevere back here!"


    Despite his threat, the manager remained unfazed. "Sorry, but all our rules must be followed strictly. We cannot make exceptions."


    "You!"


    Louis was enraged, while Veronica was anxious. She stomped her feet. "Honey, let''s just forget about it. Let''s eat downstairs instead. There is no need for a private room."


    Louis gritted his teeth but reluctantly nodded.


    Seeing this, I walked forward and


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    spoke to the manager. "People make rules, which should be adjusted based on the situation. If you''re worried about VIP customers wanting to use the room, that''s unnecessary. It''s already 12:30 pm. The chances of a VIPing are low."


    As soon as the manager saw me, his eyes widened. "Yes... Yes..."


    He seemed to have recognized me.


    Last time, when the old manager pped Felicia, Victor had him fired and hired this new one.


    Upon recognizing me, he quickly said, "Of course. I''ll make arrangements right away."


    I wasn''t concerned about Louis'' group, but I couldn''t let Laura, who had traveled far, suffer through a meal in difort.


    "Alright. No problem! I''ll take care of it right away! He quickly grabbed his walkie-talkie. "Hello, urgent message. A VIP guest ising to dine. Prepare the best private room and do it quickly! Get Billie and Quinn to help. No, get Clem to attend to them personally!"