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Chapter 69: Colton was fuming.

Just you wait! Melanys expression mirrored his frustration.

Being labeled trash was an insult that stung both of them.

However, Melany didnt dare confront Rebecca, the only daughter of the Green family.

She had already embarrassed herself enough for one day and didnt want to add further disgrace to her record in this restaurant.

Colton, dont let it get to you.

Its not worth losing your cool over this.

Its just a project.

Everyone, lets take a breath and cool down, Melany interjected, trying to play peacemaker.

Besides, Colton and I were planning to dine in the VIP room now.

We dont have time for this nonsense.

Excuse us! She linked her arm with Coltons and waved for the waiter.

Waiter, over here! Wed like to book a private room on the top floor! The Jasmine Restaurant was famed for its stunning garden and luxurious atmosphere.

The establishment had racked up numerous awards for its design, and the private room on the top floor offered a breathtaking view of the entire garden truly the crown jewel of the restaurant.

Colton shot a quick glance at the two women, ready to whisk Melany away.

Melany, lets go.

No time to waste.

But when the waiter approached, he seemed uneasy.

Mr.

Stevens, I apologize, but would a room on the second floor work? The top floor is fully booked.

Im truly sorry for the inconvenience.

After delivering this news, he turned to Allison and Rebecca.

Explore more fiction on gαℓησν????????s․???????????? These two ladies had already made a reservation, according to our system.

No one anticipated running into each other here.

Colton, simmering with anger, couldnt believe he was being denied something he wanted, even after offering to pay.

He pulled out his silver VIP card from his wallet.

Im an annual member here.

Is this really something you cant manage? The servers expression turned even more troubled.

I sincerely apologize, sir.

Our policy states that once a room is reserved, we cannot reassign it.

Melany cast a helpless glance at Allison.

Im sorry, Allison.

Colton just wanted to make this a special evening for me.

How about you let us have the suite? Well pay whatever you ask.

Her tone was sweet, but the underlying challenge was unmistakable.

You are always so understanding.

Im sure you wouldnt want to spoil our date, right? Colton scoffed.

Why bother with money? We are silver members, which means we are more valuable than these walk-ins.

You two can find another spot.

We are taking the top floor room.

The waiter, sensing the escalating tension, looked to Allison and Rebecca.

Ladies, we also have a lovely window seat available, with a beautiful view of the swans.

The air is fresher there, and we would provide complimentary foie gras and caviar.

Would you consider switching? Rebecca clicked her tongue in annoyance.

Stop trying to sell me on this.

We booked the room first, and I dont see whats so special about a silver card.

Everyone has one.

As she rummaged through her purse, she suddenly realized with a jolt that she had left her wallet at home.

Damn it… I forgot it! Rebecca muttered.

An awkward silence filled the air.

Seizing the moment, Melany smirked.

Rebecca, no need to put on a show if you dont have it.

Were all friends here.

No ones going to mock you.

This place is hard to get into, after all.

Membership requires spending at least a million and an invitation from the restaurant itself.

Its not as simple as it seems.

It seemed the young lady from the Green family wasnt as impressive as shed hoped.

Colton wore a smug expression as he added, If you dont have the card, I suggest you find another table while you can.

You might lose even the window seat if you wait.

His arrogance was palpable; he was confident in his advantage.

The Jasmine Restaurant had originally served as a private dining space for a select few powerful figures, gradually evolving into an exclusive, membership-only establishment.

For those in the know, the food and garden were secondary; the true value lay in the connections forged within these walls.

Colton had inherited his card from his grandfather, and he was certain a young woman like Rebecca, despite her pedigree, wouldnt have access.

Rebecca, never one to back down, rolled her eyes.

Youre seriously underestimating me.

She pulled out her phone, prepared to call someone to bring her card.

Im not backing down from this, she declared.

But before she could make the call, Allison placed a calming hand on her arm.

We wont make things difficult for you.

Bring your manager here, Allison said, turning to the waiter.

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