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The Unstoppable Son-in-law

Chapter 5 Desperate To Meet The Lady Boss

Word Count: 1195    |    Released on: 06/12/2024

who that was, only to see a young,

Marshall didn't know when

putting on a tracksuit. She had long brown hair that fell over he

in public. He wondered who the lady could be. No doubt, from he

one of the ladies at the recep

ter of Mr. Hayes, the CEO of Hayes Investment and the second richest man in the city. Being the only daughter, she

hile watching the both of you embarrassing this ma

orry, ma'a

d, not me. I believe you know what would

ted to book a room. We tried to explain to him, but he insisted, knowing fully well that he'

ed in disbelief as she caught the w

. I had been watching you guys, and there was n

ize to him,"

" they chorused in u

u're sorry indeed," h

Amanda told the ladies as she dipped her hand

just a room. I want the Gol

eard that. She stared at him with shoc

costs five hundred thousand dollars for a night," Amanda tried to explain, but befo

ront of the receptionists. "Take

how it turns out," the fair receptionist remarked. She grabbed t

r the result. Looking at their faces, t

eeped and flashed an LED light, sig

ey laughed. "I hope you can now leave in

picked up the card from the counter to make sure it was really the card E

ave enough money in there," he said, stretchi

ped in as she saw the card. She took it from Marsh

ptionist. "This card doesn't function in a random point-of-s

a customized card, their instincts didn't tell them that was it because Marshal

ation. They found it so hard to believe that the poor-looking

o sorry, sir, for looking down on you," she said, redirecting him to the unit tha

ne either because he hadn't even been to the

rry, sir," the sec

ould learn not to judge a book by its

m, w

rned, only to see Amand

be we could talk later," she said, twitching he

right, then," he remarked, stretching out his

er. "That's my contact. My name is Marshall," he said, th

ionist, and he headed to the elevator for the Gold-Class suite wi

e, his face broadened with a smil

ed with gold. Likewise with the s

lieve he was the one inside the most expensive suit

uld take her here someday to pass the night, and how s

difficult to believe he was going to spend the night in a room way bigger

med to be my mother. I need an explanation of this whole

an told him, so he wanted to let him know he was

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