Chapter 5 - THE EXPULSION FROM THE LOBBY
"You can't do this to me! My husband is a major board member of this hotel group!" the socialite shrieked in absolute fury.
The guards paid no heed to her empty threats, dragging her unceremoniously across the pristine marble floor toward the revolving exit doors.
Her diamond earrings caught the chandelier light one last time as she was cast out into the cold New York evening air.
The heavy glass doors swung shut behind her, cutting off her muffled screams and restoring an eerie tranquility to the lobby.
Charlotte let out a slow, natural breath, her shoulders dropping slightly as the immediate tension in the room began to dissipate.
The receptionist reverently handed the golden embossed invitation card back to her with trembling fingertips.
"Your penthouse suite on the top floor has been prepared to your exact specifications, Ms. Valle," the receptionist whispered respectfully.
"Thank you. Have my canvas bag sent up; I prefer to walk up the private staircase," Charlotte instructed with calm authority.
"Right away, Ms. Valle! Anything you need is at your absolute command," the manager added, bowing slightly once more.
May you like
Charlotte turned away from the front desk, beginning her unhurried ascent toward the upper suites without looking back once.
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