Chapter 40 The Confrontation Between the Mother and Daughter, the Mother Wanted to Borrow the House
Edith and Viola both dressed up and came to the Bay Hall.
The two of them were full of jewels and heavy makeup. They looked like a socialite and her daughter who had been in the upper class.
As soon as the two reached the gate of the Bay Hall, they were stopped by security guards.
"Excuse me, who are you looking for?"
Edith raised her chin arrogantly, said the address, and continued, "I'm coming to my daughter's house."
"Madam, please wait a moment. I will confirm with the house owner first." As he said, the security guard made an internal call.
In a hurry, Viola winked at Edith.
Edith seemed to understand her. She rushed to hang up the phone of the security guard and said awkwardly.
"It's my daughter's birthday today. We are here to give her a surprise. Don't make the call."
The security guard frowned slightly and said, "Madam, it's hard for me to not make the call. The visitor regulations of the Bay Hall state that we must confirm with the house owner, and we can't let you in before getting the approval from the house owner."
Edith became more certain that she could not let him make this phone call when she heard that "only if the house owner agreed to let you in."
"No, no, no! If you called, isn't there be no surprise? Look, I know the name of the resident. Her name is Adeline Burton, and she is my daughter."
As she spoke, Edith opened the photo on her phone and pointed, "Look, this is me, and this is the house owner. We know each other. Her husband's name is Curtis Riley. You see. All the information matches! Can you let us in now?"
As Edith was talking, she wanted to forcibly bypass the security guards and walked in.
The security guard strode forward and blocked the two of them, "Madam, I'm sorry. Even if the information is matched, I can't let you in."
Edith couldn't hold back anymore. She was anxious and said, "You are such a bad security guard. Aren't you not having any sense? I have told you. I want to surprise my daughter. It's a surprise. Do you understand? If you spoil the surprise, can you be responsible?"
"That's fine. You can surprise your daughter." The security guard replied. Before he finished speaking, both Edith and Viola looked happy.
Just as the two were about to move forward, they were stopped again by security, "But you have to contact your son-in-law. Let him authorize us to let you in. This way it won't affect your surprise."
Edith rolled her eyes angrily
Wasn't she risking her neck if she called Curtis?
At the same time, Viola impatiently took out 70 dollars from her purse. She waived them and raised her voice, "Can we get the deal done now? 70 dollars, is it enough?"
The security guard took a few steps back as if he experienced an electric shock, "Miss, please don't make us get fired! We have strict rules and we cannot accept any tips!
Viola also rolled her eyes angrily.
The mother and daughter were stopped at the entrance of the Bay Hall, and they were anxious.
How did they know those two damned security guards wouldn't let them in no matter what?
Suddenly, Viola yelled with an "Ah". She excitedly took out her mobile phone and called her friend.
Soon after, the phone in the security booth rang.
Viola's friend who lived in the Bay Hall asked the security guard to let her in.
The security guard responded to the call and gestured for them to go in.
Viola snorted coldly and walked in arrogantly while holding onto Edith's arm.
As soon as the two entered the community, Viola started to introduce the environment inside Bay Hall to Edith since she had been there before.
"Mom, there is a heated swimming pool over there. The pool inside is clean, and there is a VIP area where you can swim alone without being disturbed."
"There is a fitness room over there, and there are personal trainers!"
"That... That's a movie theater."
The more Viola said, the more excited she became. She shook Edith's arm and said, "Mom, I want to live here so badly."
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