Chapter 113


    The wees were all set up after the ne touched down at the destination.


    On Mnie‘s end, Nathaniel arranged everything, and the hotel had also been pre–booked. Although


    Mnie was already by the car door, she still wanted to see Lily‘s ride.


    Even if La Beauté Group backed Rebirth, they were still a trivial subsidiarypany. They might not be


    as strong as MN Inc. in terms of scale, but it seemed they wanted to be pretentious and join the first–


    ss cabin.


    “Ms. Thayer?” The person picking her up wondered why Mnie did not want to get in the car and tried


    to remind her.


    “Got it,” Mnie replied, and just as she was about to get into the car, she saw the person she was


    looking for.


    Lily and Jenny were not in a hurry. They walked out slowly while dragging their suitcases, and then...


    A Rolls–Royce!


    There was no way that she could not recognize that car! It was a Rolls–Royce indeed, and although


    she could not identify the series, it was definitely expensive.


    Her eyes were fixed tightly on Lily and Jenny as they approached. Mnie thought, ‘No way. It‘s just a


    coincidence. There‘s no way the car‘s here to pick them up!‘


    Mnie gripped her car door while observing their suitcases being loaded into the trunk. Lily then


    entered the car and left.


    At that moment, she could no longer deceive herself. That‘s precisely what happened!


    How could Lily ride in that car? How could she be worthy of that car? How could she sit in a Rolls–


    Royce, and Mnie only had an old Mercedes–Benz?


    Mnie turned around and looked at the Mercedes–Benz in front of her. She was delighted at first, but


    now she felt miserable.


    “Everyone‘s gone. Get in the car,” Frank said casually from inside the car.


    Mnie reluctantly got into the car in silence and felt terrible.


    She felt Lily was her nemesis. Whenever there was contact with Lily, nothing would go ording to


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    n, and Mnie would lose all her good mood.


    Frank‘s demeanor was neutral as she turned to look at him. Mnie, on the other hand, was


    expressive of her emotions the entire ride, so Frank probably noticed what was happening.


    She no longer needed to hide anything from Frank, so she was direct and asked, “Mr. Moreau, with


    your status and worth, you should have the best, right? With an arrangement like ours, do you feel


    undervalued?” Of course, Frank understood her thoughts. He smiled disapprovingly, “Indeed! It‘s a bit


    shabby.”


    Looking up at the car, the faint smile on his face made Mnie’s face red to the root of her neck.


    “It doesn‘t matter. When I go out, I pay little attention to it. However, I‘m not too satisfied with the hotel.


    I‘ve already upgraded the room earlier.”


    Hearing that, Mnie continued to ask, “Is it the presidential suite?” Shrugging, he did not answer her


    question but said, “I only upgraded mine, so your room may not be on the same floor as mine, Mel.”


    Mnie kept quiet. When they arrived at the hotel, their room keys were not on the same floor, and the


    receptionists at the front desk were very enthusiastic about Frank. That made Mnie even more


    depressed