Chapter 112 Want to Have a Good Birthday, No Way!
At this moment, a red Ferrari pulled up smoothly at the entrance.
The person who stepped out of the car wore a bright red backless gown that perfectly showed off her sultry, hot figure. Her brown curly hair cascaded loosely over her shoulders, and her pretty face was made up with delicate makeup.
She lifted her face proudly, looking at the magnificent and luxurious Veridian Heights before her. A slight smile played on her lips, but her eyes shot out pure hatred.
Wearing the most eye-catching bright red to someone else's birthday party - the intention to steal the spotlight was crystal clear.
Who else could this person be but Mia?
"Mia, don't be angry. She's just a little bitch who got lucky for a while. Tonight we'll get back the face we lost." Lyra, wearing a seductive purple spaghetti-strap gown, got out of the car and came to Mia's side, her lips curling into a vicious smile.
Mia tugged at her lips, her hands hanging at her sides clenching repeatedly.
Ava, it's all because of that bitch.
If Oscar hadn't personally gone to the hospital to plead for her today, Mia would have already been fired by Joseph.
Mia was also banned from the operating table for half a year, which drove her absolutely crazy.
This humiliation - tonight she must get payback.
Ava wants to have a nice birthday? No way!
Mia quickly strode into the hotel.
Lyra hurried to catch up. She was already getting impatient to go inside. Veridian Heights, Silverlight City's top hotel.
A family like the Cole family would have trouble even booking a small private room here. She'd never been here in her whole life. Veridian Heights was known as the royal palace, and once inside she'd be like a princess in a palace. For this, she had specially dressed up meticulously, just to outshine everyone. The thought alone was thrilling.
Lyra glanced disdainfully at Mia ahead of her, eager to overtake her steps.
Veridian Heights had excellent service - as soon as they entered, attendants guided them all the way.
Lyra looked around, her eyes wide. Veridian Heights truly lived up to its name - the outside was magnificent, and the inside was even more luxurious.
Ornately painted walls, bright and grand crystal chandeliers, exquisite luxury decorations, gorgeous palace-style decor - simply stunning.
Lyra held up her phone to her face, frantically taking photos and posing. All of this greatly satisfied her desire to show off.
Mia glanced at Lyra with disdain, curled her lip and muttered under her breath, "Poor nobody who's never seen anything."
In the elevator, the attendant pressed the button for the top floor.
Mia glanced over and sneered, "You pressed the wrong button, right? We're here for Ms. Davis's birthday party. Is Ms. Davis's room really on the top floor?"
Although Mia hadn't been here many times either, she knew that the top floor only had three premium private rooms, all used to receive the most distinguished guests. Additionally, the top floor had the largest and most luxurious banquet hall.
Mia rolled her eyes twice disdainfully. How could Ava possibly afford a top floor private room? At most it would be some small room.
Lyra was busy admiring the resplendent elevator, not forgetting to add, "Right, you didn't lead us the wrong way, did you? Where exactly is Ava's room? We're here for her birthday party and she doesn't even come greet us?"
Hearing this, the attendant guiding them couldn't help but turn back and give them a quick once-over, though her excellent expression management training kept her face neutral.
"There's no mistake. Ms. Davis's birthday party is on the top floor. Also, Ms. Davis is Veridian Heights' most distinguished guest, so naturally she doesn't have time to greet you two."
The attendant's voice was clear. Though she spoke to them with great politeness, it was limited to politeness. And the implication in her words was like saying, "What makes you think Ms. Davis should personally greet you?"
"So she can afford to book Veridian Heights, how impressive. 'Most distinguished guest' - hey, you didn't get it wrong, did you? Are you sure the person you're talking about is Ava? This is hilarious. She's a nobody with no name or power. You must have it wrong." Lyra smoothed her carefully styled hair, her face full of mockery.
The attendant lowered her head and said nothing, her smile fading as she faced these two women who didn't know their place.
Seeing the attendant didn't agree with her, Lyra was very displeased.
"Hey, I'm talking to you. What's with the attitude?" Lyra asked arrogantly.
The attendant bowed slightly and said expressionlessly, "There are only a few people who can be called distinguished guests at our hotel. How could we get it wrong? Perhaps you two went to the wrong hotel. If so, take the elevator down to the first floor and turn left to exit."
The higher-ups had specifically instructed that Ava was Joshua's woman, which meant Joshua's future wife. If anyone dared to speak ill of her, the light punishment was a warning, the severe one was being thrown out directly.
"What do you mean by that? We came to your hotel, aren't we guests of your hotel too? Are you trying to kick us out now?" Lyra sneered, looking at the attendant with extremely arrogant and disdainful eyes.
"If you continue to verbally insult Ms. Davis, it won't be as simple as kicking you out." The attendant's tone remained calm, but her words carried a full warning.
"You - I'll say whatever I want about her. So what? Do you know who we are? You're just a lowly server and you dare act cocky in front of us? You're asking for..."
Mia grabbed Lyra and smiled apologetically at the attendant, "Sorry, my sister has a bit of a temper, she doesn't mean anything by it."
"Mia, why are you..." being so nice to a server?
Mia glared at her fiercely, signaling her to shut up.
Though Lyra was unwilling, she was still somewhat afraid and could only close her mouth.
The elevator reached the top floor. The attendant responsibly finished directing them before stepping back.
Lyra stamped her foot and grabbed Mia, asking, "Mia, why were you being so nice to her just now? A server like that should be fired by the manager."