NovelEnglish"l get it." If it wasn't for her uncle and aunt, Arabella really didn't want to have anything to do with Alma.
Still, Alma stuck to her like glue, even speeding up just to walk side by side with her.
"Bella, do you come here often?" Alma knew that this club was later taken over by Romeo. She often came here, partly hoping to bump into Romeo, and partly thinking that if she splurged enough to hit five-star status, Romeo would notice her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSeeing that Arabella didn't respond, Alma asked again, "Does Romeo bring you here often? Or do you come by yourself?" "Your bumpkin cousin doesn't even have basic manners." Alma's friend Cherry Evert couldn't help but scoff.
"Alma, just let her make a fool of herself later. Why waste your time?" Alma didn't want to deal with Arabella, but she needed to know if Romeo would be at the club tonight. Arabella had arrived in Romeo's car, was she here to meet him? If so, she had to wreck it.
Seeing the three women approaching the elevator, a staff member quickly radioed in some words.
Soon, over a dozen staff members came down by elevator to the garage, standing neatly in front of the elevator, blocking their path.
"Someone got recognized who's not a member, so they won't let us in." At this, Cherry pulled Alma to stand next to her, then lifted her chin arrogantly, looking at the dozen or so staff members in front of her.
"I haven't been here for a while, and you guys don't recognize me anymore?" The head waiter quickly bowed in greeting, "Ms. Cherry." Then he turned to Alma and politely greeted, "Ms.
Alma." "You know who we are. Why don't you step aside?" Cherry said, then gave Arabella a haughty look and coldly said, "Just so you know, we don't know this person. Whatever you want to do with her is your business." Cherry, arm in arm with Alma, planned to walk past this wall of people.
The head waiter respectfully said, "I'm sorry, Ms. Cherry, Ms. Alma, could you please wait a moment?" "Wait?" Cherry found this ridiculous, "I've lived all these years, and no one can ask me to wait!" "I'm really sorry, but it's the club's rule." Just then, the elevator door opened, and the manager came out.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe dozen or so waiters lined up on both sides, and the manager quickly walked past, ignoring Cherry and Alma.
He went straight to Arabella, bending over to greet her respectfully.
"Ms. Bella, you didn't even give us a heads up that you're coming. Please wait a moment, we've already sent someone to get the red carpet." "No need for such a fuss." Arabella stepped forward. The manager hurried to keep up, and the waiters on both sides maintained their bowing posture.
"Ms. Bella, I'm sorry for our lack of hospitality. All your expenses in the private room tonight are on the house." Cherry and Alma were shocked. What the hell was going on? "I'm not the one spending tonight, no need to be so formal." "Ms. Bella, you're too understanding. It makes me feel even more guilty." The manager pressed the lift open button, blocked the door with his hand until Arabella got in, and then he followed, all the while bowing, as if Arabella was the owner of the club.
Finally, Cherry realized that the manager and these dozen or so waiters were here to welcome Arabella. They were the five-star members, but they were left waiting on the side. The lift was only for Arabella's use. Weren't they worthy to share a lift with Arabella? "Alma, what's the deal with your cousin?" Cherry was a bit pissed.
Even their five-star membership, with annual consumption of over a million, had to give way to her.
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