Upon entering the Lobby, Dylan was ported to a world of opulence and extravagance. The lobby was a grand, high-ceilinged space with a majestic chandelier. The atmosphere was warming and inviting. 'Austin was definitely right! This is heaven man!' Dylan couldn't help but admired the heavenly made decorations that was so alluring to the eyes. As Dylan walked through the Lobby, one of the security guard approached him with a sneer expression, scanning him from head to his feet. They were ready to deal with anyone who came to cause trouble in the hotel. That was practically their job. "Good Day Sir! Welcome to Opulent Haven Hotel and you'll have to pass through that metal detector with that bag in your hands." The tall and broad security guard spoke with a booming voice. Dylan was with his dispatch bag full of cash and he has to pass through that metal detector to see if there was anything that can pose a threat to others customers. "Alright..." Dylan stepped into the metal detect

A stunning lady in her mid 20 walked into the Lobby, she walked effortlessly elegance and confidently, with her designer uniform accentuating her hourglass figure, it was very hard to not stare. As she sashayed towards the counter, every head in the room turned, drawn in by her captivating presence. Desmond's eyes widened in awe, his mind racing with admiration. "Whoa, she's stunning!" he thought, his gaze fixed on her, ignoring Ashley who was with him. He couldn't help but feel a spark of attraction, and his confidence surged as he straightened up, trying to make a good impression, thinking to himself, "I've got to get her number!" "It's the Lobby Manager!" Ruth alerted the other receptionist to compose themselves. "Hmm... Well, she's beautiful as always! I envy her." One of the receptionist added with a grin. The Lobby Manager ignored everyone and walked towards Dylan with a smile embalming her face. "Mr. Dylan, I'm Stella Brooks, the Lobby Manager. And I'm truly sorry fo

As Dylan dropped the bombshell, Desmond's smile froze, and his eyes widened in shock. Silence fell on them as everyone exchanged doubtfully glances except the receptionist.They knew Dylan could fork out such an outrageous amount of money. For someone to be able to opt in for a core membership card. They definitely must be loaded.Tracy's voice trembled with skepticism, "Dylan, have you lost your mind? The presidential suite at Opulent Haven Hotel costs a staggering one million dollars!"Desmond's face turned paled, "Dylan, you can't be serious. You know the rules in Opulent Haven Hotel if you don't pay right?" Ashley's eyes narrowed, studying Dylan's expression, She could not understand why Dylan, who had been always work so hard to provide for her make such request. "Dylan, can you really afford this?" Austin voice was laced with concern."Of course, I can. But I'm worried Desmond might not be able to keep up." Dylan's nonchalant response sent shockwaves through the Lobby.Desm

Desmond had practically called and texted all of his friends to help him out with $5 Million since he was with just $1 Million. He wasn't planning on spending everything today. But he had to save face and not allow Dylan humiliate him. But it seems like the roles were reversed.He thought about calling his Dad. His Dad will definitely help out, but with a scolding and possibly his monthly allowance might be cut off as a means of punishment.'Oh my god... What should I do?' He walked forth and back with his brow furrowed in distress.Ashley and her friends were seated in an uncomfortable silence, witnessing Desmond's desperation. They knew they wouldn't be leaving until the bill was settled. 'I should have left with Dylan' Sandra thought regretfully."He doesn't have $6 Million to pay up? If he doesn't, why don't he call his Dad and sort everything out." Tracy leaned in and whispered to Ashley."That will be the last thing he's going to do. And when his Dad noticed that he spent just

As they exchanged warm smiles and waved their goodbyes, Sandra slipped into Tracy's trusty old Camry. They watched as Desmond and Ashley sped off into the distance. Tracy's car, a hand-me-down from her dad, may not have been the flashiest ride, but it was a reliable set of wheels that beat walking any day.As Tracy fired up the engine, she shot Sandra a serious glance. "Let's keep what happened today on the down low, okay?" she said, her voice low and conspiratorial.Sandra raised an eyebrow, a mischievous glint dancing in her eye. "Why should I be the one to spill the beans? Desmond's the one who got served a slice of humble pie. You should be worried about Claire and Tyler running their mouths instead."Tracy chuckled, a wry smile spreading across her face. "Good point. Those two can't keep a secret to save their lives. But still, let's keep this between us, deal?"Sandra nodded, a sly grin still plastered on her face. "Deal. But only if you fill me in on what really went down betw