Married by Accident, Taming the Billionaire novel Chapter 70

Chapter 70 It's Time to Show that Woman Who I Am

"Well..." the receptionist felt awkward.

"Why are you dawdling? You don't want to keep your job? Need I call your manager?"

Ophelia yelled in anger.

Ariella couldn't resist it anymore and went off on Ophelia, "Ooi! VIP my ass! You have to follow the order! We booked the Grande booth first..."

"I'm a VIP of Grande Club, and you're even not a P! How can you be yelling like that?"

Then, Ophelia rounded on the receptionist, "I'll have the booth! You heard me?"

"Lady, follow the order, please? We booked it before you!"

Shepard finally saw Ophelia's true face and didn't want to comment on such a woman.

No wonder Cecelia had suffered that much back then. This Ophelia must be the culprit.

Ophelia had a glance at Shepard and lowered her voice for the sake of his handsome face.

"I'm sorry, but I'm a VIP. My sisters and I need this booth."

"Three people don't need a Grande booth. Why not give it up to us?"

"Yep, we outnumber you!"

Kathrin Gusto and other women came to heel.

"We're not giving it up!" Ariella argued, with her hands on her waist.

"In that case, I'll call the manager!"

The manager was Ophelia's acquaintance, so she called him in by phone call.

Soon, a well-suited man came, who was Mr. West, manager of Grande Club. He politely greeted Ophelia on seeing her.

"What happened, Ms. Linsey?"

"Look, Mr. West, we'd like to have a Grande booth, but there's only one left and these people have to steal it from us!"

"We booked it first. It's they who have to steal it from us!" Ariella explained in resentment.

"Then what? I said I'm a VIP here. I have privilege!" Ophelia said overbearingly.

After Mr. West learned about the situation, he explained.

"I'm sorry, but our VIPs do have the privilege to first book booths. Only Diamond VIP can have higher privileges."

"May I ask if you're our VIPs? What level?"

"We're not your VIPs..."

Ophelia sneered, "Not VIPs, but you still want to steal the booth from me? Is this a joke?"

At the same time, Remington was in a nearby corner and listening clearly to what happened over there.

Ophelia was such a bothersome!

"Fredric, call Rupert!"

Remington asked Fredric to call Rupert, and soon the call connected.

There, Mr. West had made the decision and announced, "Given that you're not our VIPs, I'm sorry that we have to give the last booth to Miss Linsey."

Finally winning the booth, Ophelia raised her chin and gloated with a snort.

"Get lost! Why are you still standing here?"

Being complicit, Kathrin Gusto also gloated over them.

In order not to offend his customers, Mr. West added, "We still have normal booths with a nice environment. I can show you around."

Seeing how polite Mr. West was, Cecelia was about to take the advice.

But right at the moment, he got a sudden phone call.

"Excuse me, I need to take this!"