I also went back to the room to change clothes and tidy up before driving to the company.
The night sky outside the window was full of stars.
I closed my laptop and set off for the hotel.
As soon as I got out of the elevator, I heard the sound of a girl making a fuss.
"How can the daughter of a big villa let her mother sleep in the cheap room!"
I walked up and asked with interest, "Then what kind of room do you think she should stay in?"
"Of course it's the presidential suite."
The girl looked me up and down and said, "You must be Peter's sister."
Mom hurriedly pulled her and gestured for her not to speak, and introduced her to me, "Monica, she is your brother's girlfriend, Olivia."
"Oh, but I only booked your room, Mom, and extended the room fee for seven days."
Mom was in a dilemma, "Olivia is... is pregnant, and Peter's rented house is not suitable for raising a baby."
It seemed that the grandson she mentioned before I died in my previous life was the one in her belly now.
"If renting a house is not suitable, then staying in a hotel should be suitable, right?"
"No, no, it's just that she wants... she wants..."
After a long silence, Olivia couldn't bear it anymore, "I want to stay in the presidential suite, arrange it for me quickly!"
No wonder I didn't see this person in the villa in my previous life.
The presidential suite is indeed more comfortable to live in than my under-repair villa.
I readily agreed, "It's just a presidential suite, it's easy to handle. But the hotel with a presidential suite is a bit far from here..."
Olivia's eyes lit up when she heard that she could stay in the presidential suite, "Distance is not a problem, you have a driver, let the driver take us there."
"Okay, let's do as you said."
