Always Crossing Paths

Andrew waved his hands to bid them farewell, but his gestures were indirectly insults. The girls remained outside, confronting the security guards.

"Do you even know who my boyfriend is? He lives here, and if he finds out you treated me this way, I assure you, your jobs will be on the line. Are you seriously telling me I can't enter?" Melanie, the owner of the Lamborghini, exclaimed angrily.

"We follow the rules, and if you truly are who you claim to be, why don't you call him over, ma'am? This is a peaceful neighborhood. Instead of getting worked up, let's have a civil conversation," one of guard advised, trying to diffuse the tension.

"Melanie, just give him a call," Trisha, her friend, urged, giving her a reassuring pat on the back.

Melanie let out a frustrated sigh. She dialed her boyfriend's number, hoping for a resolution.

"Hey, honey, I've been here for a while, and they won't let me in," she sobbed into the phone.

"Who the heck refused to let you in? I'm coming, just wait for
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