Goodbye, My Love

Chapter 1075

She quickly approached him and laid out the situation.

The manager was well aware of the importance of not offending his guests. He wiped the sweat off his brow,

forced a smile, and stepped in to mediate, “Please, ladies, you are all esteemed guests. Calm down and have a

good talk, please.”

Paige crossed her arms defiantly and snorted, “Get these bumpkins out of here, then we'll talk.”

The manager responded with a subtle smile.

He was well aware that Paige had been unable to maintain her VIP status for quite stime. His courteous

treatment towards her was merely a professional courtesy.

He had been patient with her, respecting her despite her constant coldness. But his establishment was a leader

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in its industry and had a reputation to uphold.

“Miss Johnathan, | regret to inform you that Miss Fowler and her friends have already reserved this VIP room. |

must ask you to leave.”

Paige shot him a furious look and said, “You're kickingout? | am a

VIP here!”

The manager, his patience worn thin, replied with a strained smile,

“I'm afraid your VIP privileges have expired, Miss Johnathan. If you continue to resist, I'll be compelled to call

security.”

Paige was taken aback, her face turning a deep shade of red. She made an attempt to argue but was quickly

surrounded by several security guards, their faces stern.

Despite her protests, she had no choice but to leave under Loraine’s triumphant gaze.

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The hotel manager wouldn't stop offering his apologies to Loraine and

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Jennie after Paige was escorted out.

Jennie made a dismissive gesture and said to the manager with scorn in her tone, “Paige’s insignificant! Lorrie

would not lose her cool over her!” She then turned to Loraine and persuaded, “Lorrie, now go freshen up. We've

got a ball to attend!”

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Loraine, complying, went into the dressing cubicle with her new outfit.

Jennie had quite the eye for fashion. The choice was a floor-length dress in a rich, wine red, a perfect

complement to the scarlet fox mask.

But... It was an intricate piece.

Loraine donned the dress, which clung to her frtightly. Despite showcasing her appealing figure, it restricted

her movements. Zipping up the dress was a task in itself, leading her to let out a sigh of exasperation and call

out,

“Jennie, could you cin and lend a hand with the zipper?”

A response was conspicuously absent. Loraine furrowed her brow in worry, unable to investigate due to her half-

exposed state.