Instant Millionaire

"Mr. Fred." Quincy recognized him. At the banquet held for Quincy by Zayne, Quincy had seen him. Quincy didn't expect that this hotel was actually owned by his own family.

Feeling extremely flattered, Fred Thompson said, "I'm flattered. Please call me Fred."

Quincy was an easy-going person, so he just addressed the manager Fred.

"Mr. Quincy, what brings you here?" Fred bowed and asked.

Quincy smiled and said, "I came out with my classmates. We don't want to go back, so we check in your hotel."

"I see." Fred nodded and turned to ask the receptionist, "Has this honored guest been checked in?"

"Yes!" The receptionist said with a trembling voice. To her surprise, the manager would be so polite to this man, who wore cheap clothes. Just now, all the staffs, including her, treated Quincy with disregard. If the manager pursued this matter, she might lose her job.

"This honored guest has checked in the big room next to the public bathroom on the third floor."

"What? That room is the worst of the hotel. How dare you arrange it for Mr. Quincy?" Fred said angrily. To some degree, this hotel belonged to Quincy. It was an honor for Fred that Quincy came here personally. Yet, the worst room of the hotel had been arranged for Quincy. Fred thought it would make trouble for him.

"Fred, don't blame them. My friend helped me check in that room." Given Fred's angry and fierce look, Quincy was worried that the staff would be implicated. After all, it wasn't her fault.

Fred said indignantly, "Mr. Quincy, your friend is stingy. Well, I'll arrange the best room in our hotel for you right now."

Patting Fred's shoulder, Quincy said, "No need. I'll stay in that room tonight. Don't worry. I understand your kindness."

"Mr. Quincy, I'm sorry to make you go through all this!"

Since Quincy had already said that, Fred did not dare to disobey him. So he did as what Quincy asked.

"Alright, get your things done first. I'll go to my room." After that, Quincy walked to his room.

At this time, all stuffs looked at Quincy with respect in their eyes. Facing Quincy, they put on big smiles, which made Quincy feel a little out of it. He smiled faintly at them and went to his room.

After he lay in the bed, someone pushed in a dining cart filled with high-end red wine and snacks. Later, a cleaner cleaned up Quincy's room. Then, a tall beauty came, intending to chat with Quincy, but Quincy declined.

"Fred is thoughtful." Quincy sighed with a bitter smile when nothing happened again.

More than an hour had passed since they entered

truth, but now it was too

sleep Krista, he must have

may even mock me, claiming that I try to take advantage

Quincy was no longer

eyes and was about to go to sleep. Suddenly, he heard a commotion outside. First, the door was slammed, and then the

corridor, Krista was wrapped in a white washcloth, revealing her fair shoulders and two slender legs. In bare feet, she glared at Ramon, who was chasing after

hurry up and follow me inside. Look at you dress. If other men see you, aren't you letting them take advantage of you?" Ramon only wore a red underwear, revealing his trembling bulges

a liar. Your family didn't help mine when we were in

else could? Do you think so?" Ramon smiled awkwardly with a

went to visit your dad tonight and asked about this matter. Your dad personally told him that he didn't offer any assistance! You've been lying to me

her and told her a lot of sweet

finally decided to satisfy him. After all, it was only a matter of time. After taking a shower, she lay on the bed. Having taken off his clothes, Ramon climbed onto the bed. However, at this moment, Krista's father called.

while lying on the bed, so she ran out in

see my father?" Ramon was dumbfounded, feeling extremely regretful. Just

Krista down and coax her into making love with him.

thought that Ramon was extremely ugly. She felt sick

statue of an

all, continuing

this time, a tall middle-aged man walked over, looking angrily at the shattered statue on the ground.

around him lowered

I did. What's wrong?"

you admit it, then please compensate for our loss." Fred said

at you. Isn't it just a statue? Without magnanimity, how can you run the

by Gaston's apprentice, Michelle, in 1986. I bought it at Christie's Auction House in Atlanta two years ago, and

wrongly, Krista

to Krista, and directly asked someone to

Words failed Krista.

equivalent to her family’s

panic, Krista felt limp, holding the receipt with her

you quite straightforward just now?" Fred sneered, "Don't count on me withdrawing the claim for compensation. You must pay me 7.76