Arthur Hailey Hotel Novels & Stories

“Hello, Miss.” “Arthur, I’m in room 909 at Hotel Intercontinental. I need you to bring me something. I’ll send you a picture over text.” After Tracey finished saying that, she hung up. Arthur held his phone, having not yet registered what was said to him when he received a text from Tracey. He tapped on it to see what it contained, and his expression instantly darkened.

Arthur studied her feature through the rearview mirror, her eyes too on him. The silence stretched between them and what was heard was only the humming of the vehicle and honking of other cars. Her eyes held curiosity alongside a malicious grin. She thought she had him but unfortunately didn't. He smirked internally before saying, “I'm sorry ma'am, but you've got the wrong person.” “Mair Hotel, 9 pm,” Khloe said confidently. “I don't know what you're talking about ma’am,” Arthur denied.

"You get used to it." The hotel had an underground parking garage, but the limousine wouldn't fit. "Sir, I'll find a spot for it down the road." Hailey doubted that would be easy to spot. They were in Center City and it was jam-packed. Noah led Hailey to the elevator. "You don't have to stay, Noah." "I'm not letting you alone with Cassandra. Ask the questions you need to answer and forget I'm there." The room was a suite of course and it sat at the top of the hotel. The view of the city was sweeping and it took away Hailey's breath for a moment. Her apartment in West Philadelphia didn't look this good.

They were even walking close together. Arthur panicked when he recalled how Yoel was openly looking for a son-in-law in his art exhibition last week. He grabbed his phone and called Bryce. "I'm having a meal in Jardington Hotel and Restaurant, and I saw Holly having a blind date with another man. That man is eagerly trying to please Holly. His intentions are obvious." Bryce fell silent. He asked after a while, "Which room are they in?" Arthur said, "I'm not sure about the exact room number, but it's on the sixth floor. You can call Holly to check yourself."

Echoes of clicking heels filled the exquisite marble-tiled hallway that led to the VIP suite of the Apollo Hotel as Avery Archer made her way to the most expensive room in the luxurious hotel owned by her father. Avery’s styled, mid-back, wavy, black leather hair bounced off her shoulders as she elegantly followed behind two hotel staff members, hurrying alongside her with anxious looks on their faces. Avery wasn’t smiling; her stone-cold expression struck fear into the hearts of the two hotel attendants dressed in the hotel's fine, neatly ironed red and white uniform.

She helped her friend rise to her feet as well "let's pack a few essential we would need and then go to a hotel for the night. We can stay there until we find something better." Ciara nodded and was herself again running around to make sure they had everything they would need. Hailey dialed the hotel where she and Chase had spent the night grateful that she had kept their card. "Hey, I'd like to make a reservation." ***** "Here's your room, I hope you enjoy your stay here." The manager said handing the keycard for the door over to Hailey. "Thank you." Hailey said and gave it to Ciara who looked like she would collapse any minute now. "You go ahead."

"Now, go. Don't let my mother corner you." The gala was held in the ballroom of the Grand Hotel. As Arthur stepped out of the car, the flashes of the paparazzi were blinding. He put on his public face—the cold, slightly detached expression that made him a legend in the boardroom. He walked through the crowd, nodding to acquaintances, but his mind was back at the mansion, wondering if Evelyn had finished her soup. "Arthur! There he is," a booming voice called out. It was Mr. Halloway, a long-time business associate. "We were starting to think you’d gone into hiding. Where’s that lovely wife of yours? The table feels empty without her."

“Fine, I’ll give you one chance, Miss Alegre, and I’ll help you this time.” Arthur explained that there would be a party at La Sosenta Hotel next month, attended by all the prominent figures, and he was sure his son would be there to make a deal with someone. Arthur stood up from his swivel chair, and Hilda instinctively took a step back as he approached her and held her chin. His lifeless gaze bore into hers as she looked up, refusing to break eye contact.

I laughed out loud and shook my head when I saw a couple of younger guests in the front garden passed out drunk on the benches. It was still ten in the morning when I reached the flower shop, but Hailey was already on her way out. She screamed for joy the moment she saw me and hugged me tightly, congratulating me on the pregnancy. I noticed some photographers taking our pics, but didn't mind as long as they kept their distance. After her deathly hug, she told me there was a last minute order from another five star Hotel called The Helix. "What's wrong, boss?" Hailey asked when she noticed the change in my mood the moment she named the hotel.

Ariana answers stiffly as he follows her assistant to the car. She wonders whether she should beg for Lance’s company throughout the duration of their car ride. They drop Sarah off first before heading to the Park Hyatt, a luxury hotel famous for its remarkable architecture and location near the heart of the city. Apart from being a tourist’s dream escapade, it also plays the official role of the Board’s headquarters since the owner is a founding father of their organization.