Chapter 68: Presidential Suite

"No, no," Aurora smiled slightly. "That's not what I meant. Actually, I'm..."

Before she could finish speaking, the receptionist looked at her and said, "Good evening, boss, could—"

"Can't you see I'm in a conversation?" Aurora asked.

"I'm sorry," the receptionist said with a slight bow.

Aurora looked at Ambrose and said, "Actually, I'm Aurora. My parents own this hotel; currently, I'm the owner here," she said.

"Huh? She's the boss here?" Ambrose was stunned. No wonder she looked very rich, driving a new Audi.

He looked at Aurora from top to bottom, nodded, then said, "Alright."

Aurora looked at the receptionist and said, "I guess he's booking a room, right?"

The receptionist nodded and said, "Yes, please. I'm processing the Royal Suite for him."

Aurora shook her head and said, "What about the presidential suite? Give him the access card to that one."

The receptionist was shocked. "Please, I thought the management said no one is allowed into the presidential suite."

Aurora raised an