Nia Mitchell had never expected anyone to make such suggestions, but asking her to speak with the Manager was too embarrassing.
However, she then thought, this place is a part of Maxwell Peary’s Corporation. And she is Maxwell Peary’s legal wife. It’s reasonable for her not to pay for anything here.
So, she hesitated.
In everyone’s eyes, her hesitation was an indication of stinginess.
"Well, why don’t you try saying sothing?"
Julia Adams suddenly spoke up, and many people gathered around.
Nia Mitchell watched Fiona Sutton, who was drunk. She didn’t feel assured leaving her alone sowhere, and getting a room did seem like the best option.
"Then I’ll go arrange for it."
Nia Mitchell felt a bit in a dilemma. This feeling is terrible.
Seeing her reluctant look, Julia Adams was extrely pleased.
HUMPH, if you can’t get any benefits, you should at least maintain so dignity and help us pay the bill. Julia Adams isn’t lacking money, but isn’t it better to save so if possible?
This ti, Nia Mitchell still went over to the Cashier alone.
At the Cashier’s desk, the Cashier hadn’t changed; it was still the sa girl.
"Mrs. Peary."
The Cashier greeted her respectfully.
"Hmm, let’s get two regular rooms. So of my classmates got drunk and need to rest."
"Alright, Mrs. Peary."
The Cashier nodded. However, she didn’t just reserve regular rooms. She made reservations for two luxury rooms instead.
Holding the keys, Nia Mitchell returned to Private Room Number One.
"Let’s go. We have two rooms."
Everyone looked at the keys in Nia Mitchell’s hands, seeming a bit astonished.
They originally thought she was just bargaining and would ask about the money later.
Everyone was anxious, wondering how to get away without paying, but they didn’t expect Nia Mitchell to pay directly.
Wait a second...
She wouldn’t go to them later with the receipt asking for a refund, right?
Everyone had different thoughts, but none of them showed it on their faces.
Looking at everyone’s expressions, Nia Mitchell stretched out her hand to support Fiona Sutton.
"Let’s go, Fiona. I’ll take you to rest."
Fiona Sutton had already fallen asleep by that ti, and Nia Mitchell could hardly move her.
"Let do it."
Charles Northwood saw her struggling and walked over to carry Fiona Sutton.
"You lead the way."
Nia Mitchell nodded and then headed to the hotel room.
The room was spacious. It wouldn’t be crowded with a few boys in one, while a room for Fiona Sutton alone seed too empty.
Charles Northwood put Fiona Sutton on the bed and then left. Nia Mitchell went to tuck Fiona Sutton in.
At this mont, she suddenly noticed a hickey on Fiona Sutton’s neck.
She knew this mark all too well. She had many on her own.
But how did Fiona Sutton get it?
Nia Mitchell creased her brows, curiously lifting the collar of Fiona Sutton’s clothes.
From Fiona Sutton’s neck downwards, she saw multiple hickeys. This...
Nia Mitchell was astonished. She knew for sure that Fiona Sutton didn’t have a boyfriend!
"Fiona? Fiona?"
Nia Mitchell tried to wake Fiona Sutton to ask her about it, but Fiona Sutton was extrely drunk at the mont, deeply asleep, and completely unresponsive.
Seeing her so unresponsive, Nia Mitchell had no choice but to let it be. There’s always tomorrow. She would ask her after she had sobered up.
Thinking of that, she took one last look at Fiona Sutton, then turned around and left, making sure several tis that she had indeed closed the door.
Upon hearing the door close, Fiona Sutton, who was supposedly snoring deeply on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes.
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