Rise Of The General's Forgotten Son

Chapter 16

Soon, Elijah’s breakfast was delivered—a delicious spread just as elaborate as his dinner the night before. He savored each bite, taking his time as he soaked in this rare taste of luxury. Once he was done, he tidied up, making sure his outfit was just right, then left his room looking well-dressed and confident.

As Elijah approached the reception desk, the receptionist’s eyes widened slightly, taken aback by his transformation. Gone was the man in casual, rumpled clothes; now he stood before her, well-dressed, exuding confidence with a polished look that highlighted his striking features.

“Good morning, sir,” she greeted with newfound respect, almost surprised by her own tone. "Did you enjoy your stay in the penthousesuite? And—oh, I see the clothes suited you perfectly.”

Elijah nodded, a slight smile on his face. “Yes, thank you. It was a great experience.”

The receptionist beamed, clearly relieved that he was satisfied.

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