Chapter 9

Who the hell was willing to pay a million dollars just to stay in some bloody room for a single night? And I was supposed to stay for the whole year of my internship. How many millions was that going to be?

“I totally agree with you, someone must have made a mistake.” I finally said now in agreement with the snobby witch. It must have been someone from Payne company who made the mistake when organizing my accommodation. We had to fix this; I did not want to end up responsible for making the company lose millions because of some room.

After hearing my reply, she quickly went to the phone and called her other coworker to help sort the mess. Apparently, he was the one who did the night shift while she did day shift.

“Brad, why did you put Avania Smith`s name for the Presidential suite when she looks like she cannot afford it.” The woman then said on the phone making me glare at her for the petty Jab. With a mean smile, she even put the phone on