Chapter 610
He was remarkably grounded. At the very least, he wasn’t vain.
“Don’t worry, it’s my treat today,” Mira said, keeping her eyes glued to her phone
screen.
“I feel terrible. I… I had no idea you guys were going somewhere like that p>
“It’s fine. We’re classmates,” Mira replied with a warm smile before looking back down. She had a few corporate matters to sort out today.
“I heard getting a table there during the dinner rush is almost impossible.” Reece still seemed uneasy. Usually confident and easygoing, he now looked stiff.
The Solflare Grand Hotel and the Solflare Hearth & Grill had locations in his home state’s capital. They were strictly for the elite; average people couldn’t afford to step foot inside.
“Trust me, we’ll get a table once we’re there,” Mira assured him, looking as casual as if they were grabbing a slice of pizza.
“I really am sorry. I thought we were just hitting up a diner. I feel like I’m taking advantage of you p>
“It’s no big deal p>
Reece fell silent, but Leah eagerly turned to Elara. “Mira, is this your car p>
Mira had intended to just nod, not wanting to over-explain.
But Elara beat her to the punch. “Nope. Her car is still back in Melvion City. It hasn’t been shipped over yet. Mira’s ride is ten times better than this one.” Elara lifted her chin, practically glowing with secondhand pride.
“Whoa, ten times better? What kind of car is it?” Not only was Leah intrigued, but even Reece leaned in to listen.
“You’ll find out in a few days p>
The two of them glanced at Mira. Seeing that she didn’t deny it, they connected the dots.
They were going to find out sooner or later, so Mira didn’t mind Elara spilling the beans.
When they pulled into the restaurant’s parking lot, luxury vehicles were lined up row after row. Mira’s two sedans fit right in without drawing any attention.
Surrounded by wealthy heirs and socialites, Mira and Harvey headed straight for the grand entrance. Wyatt came from money, so he felt perfectly comfortable.
But the rest of the classmates suddenly felt incredibly small and out of their depth, almost wanting to back out.
“Are you sure this is okay?” Leah whispered to Elara.
“We’re with Mira. What could
possibly go wrong?” Elara rolled her eyes. Despite her humble
background, spending so much time with Mira had bolstered her confidence making her increasingly comfortable in high-society settings.
The imposing doors of the grand hotel were wide open, flanked by two hosts dressed in pristine, elegant uniforms.
As Mira approached, a server immediately stepped forward, murmuring something to her in hushed tones.
“Look how respectful that guy is. He definitely knows Mira,” Zachary whispered to Wyatt.
“If I had to guess, she’s a VIP here.” As someone accustomed to high-end venues, Wyatt recognized the preferential treatment instantly.
“But she just got to Aethelgard, same as us,” Zachary noted, still puzzled.
“The VIP network for the Solflare Grand Hotel is nationwide p>
In reality, they were overthinking it. Mira wasn’t just a VIP client. As the actual owner, her phone number was flagged at the highest clearance level in the Solfface Group internal servers.
No matter where she went, as long as a Solffare property was in the
area, a ping fromther number would immediately alert the regional general manager.
Right as Wyatt finished speaking, the server gave a deferential nod and gestured for them to proceed.
The server relayed something over his earpiece. Moments later, a middle-aged man
in a sharp, tailored suit hurried out to meet them.
“Good evening, Mr. Ashford p>
“Why is the general manager out here p>
Mr. Ashford walked straight up to Mira, his posture perfectly respectful. “Miss
Mercer, your private suite is ready. Please, right this way p>
“Who on earth is that girl?” The hushed whispers among the nearby staff only added
to the classmates’ sheer astonishment.
Mira gave Mr. Ashford a brief nod. Glancing back, she noticed her friends muttering amongst themselves, frozen in place.
“Are we going or not p>
“Yeah, we’re coming p>