Chapter 558 Eating Street Food In Fancy Hotel Suites
Chapter 558 Eating Street Food In Fancy Hotel Suites
Instead of answering Terence's question, Carla chose to ignore it. She just stared at him who was
standing in front of her.
Feeling strange at the stare that she was giving him, Terence shook his hands in front of her face and
asked, "What's the matter? Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Terence, that man just said you were going to hold an activity in which all the products of AJ Group
would be free for a day. Is that true?"
Carla asked after taking a moment to construct her question.
Truth be told, Carla was touched by that young couple's dialogue just then.
When she saw how other people could feel happy because of her story, she felt a sense of
accomplishment arising in her heart.
When he heard her question, Terence smiled and held her hand. Then as they walked toward the hotel,
he asked, "So you heard about that news?" As a matter of fact, Terence deliberately wanted to avoid
her question.
However, Carla was eager to know the answer, so she pressed on and asked again, "Is it true then?"
"Yes, it's true. Next week, we'll hold the press conference to officially announce the date of the activity."
Terence knew that there was no point in denying it anymore.
"Wow! That's really amazing! If so, the company will lose a huge amount of money that day, right?"
Carla asked him directly. For some reason, she started to become a little keen when it came to money
matters. In fact, she thought that it would be fine for one shop to hold the activity. But if all the stores of
AJ Group would give its products for free even just for a single day, she couldn't dare to imagine the
amount of money that the group would lose.
"My dear, you do know that money doesn't matter to us, right? I just feel very happy and I want to share
it with other people,"
Terence said with a bright smile on his face. Before long, they reached the front desk. Terence gave his
card to the receptionist.
To him, the most important thing that happened in his life for so long was Carla coming back to him. It
only deserved to be celebrated by the whole country.
That was why he didn't really care about such an amount of money because his life had come back to
him in the form of this beautiful and breathtaking woman in front of him.
Since Terence and Carla were talking, the receptionist hesitated to interrupt their conversation. When
she noticed that they had finished, she immediately greeted them. "Good evening, Mr. Terence!
Please wait a minute. I'll go and call the manager right now!" the receptionist exclaimed.
As soon as the receptionist saw the American Express Centurion Card, and looked up at Terence, she
immediately went inside and asked the manager to come out.
In fact, everyone who had watched TV would recognize Terence's face, let alone the employees of the
AJ Group.
The employees must pay special attention to their own company's officials.
While the receptionist left to call the manager, Terence took Carla to the sofa beside the desk and sat
down. After a while, the manager ran toward them.
"Mr. Terence, you honor us with your presence! You should inform us in advance so that we could have
made some preparations to welcome you!
Are you going to inspect our hotel or... stay overnight?"
The manager asked with great care. The hotel that they were in was just a small branch, so the
manager had never seen any of the top managers of the AJ Group before.
"Just arrange a room for me,"
Terence said without any expressions on his face.
"Oh certainly, Sir! Please wait a moment. I'll ask someone to clean the best suite for you. The room will
be ready in a minute!"
Then, the manager went upstairs at once to personally make arrangements for the suite.
Terence, the President of the company, rarely stayed in the hotel so naturally, all the employees at the
hotel all became nervous and excited. And of course, every necessity in the suite that Terence would
stay at needed to be replaced with a new one. In fact, every hotel of the AJ Group had stocks of high-
class quilts and bath towels, which were all available for their most special guests.
"Hey, you really frighten him! His legs are still shivering right now,"
Carla laughed at Terence when she saw the retreating figure of the manager.
"This could very well be their only chance of seeing me with their own eyes in their lifetime, so it's only
normal for them to feel excited," Terence said. As a matter of fact, Terence was used to being treated
like this all his life. Being the heir of the family, it came with the title.
Pausing for a while, Terence suddenly proposed, "The street food just outside taste good. Let's go and
buy some for our night snacks."
Then, Terence grabbed Carla's hand and stood up to go out.
When they came back to the hotel, the manager had already arranged for someone to have the suite
cleaned up really well.
Needless to say, all the necessities in the suite had been changed into new ones, including the carpet.
"Wow, this room is so beautiful! I feel such a romantic atmosphere in this room!"
Carla couldn't help but praise it after entering the suite. She thought that the suit's interior design was
very classy, creative, and one of a kind.
The light in the room could be adjusted into various colors. And every color could transform the room
into different styles. At that moment, Carla turned the light into a mild color of warm red, casting a
passionate ambiance to the room.
Decorated in beige, the room had a luxury round bed in the center while the sheets looked romantic
and refined. And there was even a set of Carla's comic books for free on the small bookshelf beside
the sofa.
In one of the large walls of the room, there was a mounted widescreen monitor where they could not
only watch movies when they turned off the lights, but they could also play games all night.
And since it the best suite in the hotel, it had a balcony with the best view of the city at night. It was no
wonder that the hotel was rated five stars in accordance with its facilities, accommodation, staff and
everything else.
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That night, Carla sat comfortably on the semicircle blue sofa, drinking red wine and eating the midnight
snacks that they bought.
At the same time, she was reading the comic books that she created. Soon enough, tears began to
threaten to fall from her eyes.
Terence sat opposite of her. He looked at the woman who was busy reading, eating, drinking, and even
wiping her tears all at the same. He became really confused. How could this woman do a lot of things
simultaneously?
The remaining chapters of the comics were originally planned to be released four years ago, but
Terence discontinued the updates because Carla went missing.
Now that Carla came back, Terence believed that she would like to continue drawing the comics that
she had started.
Terence thought that it would be good for both the fans of the comic and the hotel as well. Once the
comics would be updated, a lot of the fans would be eager to read the latest chapters, and then, the
revenue of the hotel would surely welcome a new and significant increase.
After he had finished thinking about his plans, Terence walked over to Carla and said, "Stop reading
those. Why do you always cry when you read those comics? Are you just tearing up for nothing?"
Terence put down his glass, took the paper towel, and wiped her tears.
Carla put down the comic book and took a deep breath.
She took the paper towel from his hand and wiped away her tears. Then she said to Terence, "Don't
you understand that sometimes crying is a kind of healing? I'm not like most men who regard tears as a
sign of weakness."
Carla firmly believed that crying was not shameful for any person, whether for a man or a woman.
What was more, she was gone for a total of four years. Therefore, when she saw the familiar things
that she used to have in her life, she had a tendency to be touched really easily.
Terence couldn't help but laugh and hum, "What? Are you going to find excuses for crying now?"
"I just told you what I believe," Carla responded, pursing her lips into a child-like pout. Then, she took a
spicy kebab and ate it in one go. She looked at Terence and asked, "Would you like to have one?"
Terence shook his head. "No, I'm not hungry."
Carla was just about to refute, but Terence opened his mouth again. He then said, "You know you
shouldn't eat this kind of food that often. Although the food inspection in JA city had always been strict,
it couldn't completely prevent some unclean meat from entering the market."
"No! It's really delicious! Why don't you try it?"
Carla said, taking the kebab closer to his lips.
Terence furrowed his brows, looked at her stubborn hand in front of him, and reluctantly ate one. "The
quality of the meat is okay, but it's not very fresh."
When she heard what he just said, Carla squinted into his direction. She couldn't help but think that he
was being really picky. But she was already used to his quirks because she knew that he was very
meticulous about food and clothing.
"Carla, it's actually rare for us to get a room in a hotel. And it's a little late right now. I think we shouldn't
waste our beautiful night with just sitting here, don't you think so?"
Terence suggested after looking at the time.
It was already midnight.
He thought that Carla had immersed herself in crying, eating, and reading for too long.
Maybe it was time for her to pay attention to him.
Carla glanced at him, stretched her arms, and stood up from the sofa. She went to the balcony and
opened the curtains.
Then, she started to enjoy the remarkable night view of the city. Behind the cloud, the moon watched
from the sky as the stars blinked their eyes repeatedly. And the bright street lights below them formed a
wonderful picture of connected ribbons.
Soon enough, Terence followed her to the balcony and held her waist from behind.