Chapter 58 - Bad Luck

The customers that were dining in the hotel's restaurant put down their meals and looked at Vincent when they saw him came in. Now that they saw this, everyone could not help but laughed. Some people even picked up their phones to record the scene.

Elsie was extremely embarrassed. She felt so ashamed that she tightly grabbed Beverly's arm, "Mom, please take me out of here now, I am begging you."

However, Beverly thought that it was because something was wrong with the chair in the hotel. She pulled Elsie and questioned Ferne, "What did you put on the chair?"

"Are you saying that we put something on the chair and embarrassed your daughter on purpose?" When someone was questioning the hotel, Ferne immediately became serious. He waved his hand and asked a waiter to bring over the chair that Elsie sat on. Because it had been a while since Elsie sat on it, there were also some red stains on the leather sofa. He twisted up a little of the stains using his fingers and smelt it.

"I am sorry, but we do not offer the service of putting lipstick on chairs for guests to sit on. It is just too luxurious."

Everyone started laughing when they heard Ferne's words.

Elsie's expression looked even worse. She pulled Beverly's arm before Beverly wanted to say something else, "Mom, it was my lipstick. I did not find it when we came out. I...."

Beverly scolded in a low voice, "You are truly embarrassing me!"

Elsie was annoyed but also aggrieved, "Mom, how could you see nothing after we headed out for such a long time?"

"Are you blaming me now?" Beverly glared at Elsie, "Everything was in the same color when I wore sunglasses. How is that possible for me to see it?"

Elsie was angry and annoyed. She wanted to hide her face and cover the lipstick stain on her dress at the same time but failed. If there were a hole in front of her, she would drill in without hesitation. All she was thinking was that how did the lipstick get on her dress. Suddenly, a thought showed up in her mind. She grabbed Beverly's arm and shouted, "It was that retard! It must be her!"

"That is enough! Stop talking and save yourself some dignity!" Beverly held Elsie and stopped her, "Let's leave here now!"

Just as they were about to walk towards the door, Ferne stopped them. "Mrs. Britt, you just said that it was the problem of the chair in our hotel that embarrassed your daughter. But this is my hotel, and people might stop coming if they hear what you had said. Do you think my hotel can continue making a profit if that happens?"

Elsie bit her lips, put her hands on her dress, and said in embarrassment, "I am sorry."

Beverly also said to Ferne in a low voice, "It was my mistake. I am sorry. This is not your hotel's problem."

Ferne nodded. "Ok, I accept your apology, but this chair..." He stopped for a moment and said bitterly, "With my wealth and the reputation of this hotel, I will never let my guests sit on a bad chair. This chair, of course, is made with leather. Even we can wipe off the lipstick, I will let other guests sit on it again."

Ferne was reasonable, but he never argued with any other guests before even if they were drunk and vomited on the table. The reason why he was doing this was only that he heard that Beverly and Elsie often abused the little Mrs. Scavo. Thinking about the innocent and angel-like Mrs. Scavo being abused...

Ferne clenched his fists tightly. This was the perfect moment for revenge.

"Besides, Mrs. Britt, I know you a well-educated and understanding lady. I am sure you do not want to see my loss caused by this chair. If I do not let you take some responsibilities, it would tarnish your respectful reputation." Ferne made everything sound so reasonable that Randy, who was standing next to him, could not control himself but laughed so hard.

Beverly wanted to save herself some dignity with so many people watching them. She had no choice but asked Ferne, "What is the value of this chair? We will pay for it."

"You do not have to..." Ferne said it but asked the manager to bring the bill for the sofa, "I see. The retail price of this chair is 99,000."

Hearing the price, Beverly could not stand still and almost fell onto the ground.

How could a sofa be so expensive!

Elsie covered her face because more and more people were gathering around. She felt like they were all laughing at her, which made her almost collapsed, "Mom, just pay the bill and go home."

Beverly was so angry. For whom exactly did she have to pay so much for a chair?

Seeing Beverly's hesitation, Ferne said in a considerate tone, "Mrs. Britt, are you short of money now? I can erase the change for you, and you can just pay us 90,000. Oh, I am sorry, I must have insulted your noble reputation again. Just forget it. The bill is still 99,000. But please do not pay us 100,000. You do not have to."

Beverly gritted her teeth and said, "Thank you so much. You are too kind."

As if he could not tell the scorn in Beverly's words, Ferne smiled at her politely and innocently, "No problem. It is what we should do."

The next moment, his expression directly became serious, "Do you want to pay in cash or with a card?"

Beverly almost fainted from anger.

She should have expected bad things would happen today. Recently she was so unlucky that it started from the beginning of the month. She should not go out in the first place!

Her hand trembled as she swiped her credit card.

Ferne instructed the waiter thoughtfully, "Help me take this chair to Mrs. Britt's car and welcome her to our hotel next time." He looked at Beverly, "You are too thoughtful, Mrs. Britt. You did not have to buy this chair."

Beverly was speechless. She grabbed Elsie's arm and walked out with her face turned embarrassed. The waiter at the door was tying the chair to the top of the car.

Beverly was finally out of control and roared, "Why are you tying the chair on my car? What if you break my car?"

This was Maury's most favorite car. It would be big trouble if he found out any scratch on it.

Elsie cannot wait any longer standing outside. She climbed into the car and saw that Beverly was still arguing with the waiter. Many guests and passersby were gathering at the entrance, and some of them were even asking what had happened.

A lot of people began to explain to others what happened directly in front of Elsie. Elsie could not lose her temper because she was in the public, so she could only hand over one hundred to the waiter, "Please send this chair to the Britt's."

The waiter lowered his head and said, "Sorry, we cannot go out. Besides, we are paid 500 an hour. You don't have enough money."

500 for an hour's work?

It was not going to happen elsewhere, but it was possible in the Dalton Family because they were so rich that all they were worried about was how to spend their money.

If Elsie had not been born in the Britt family, she would be willing to work here too.

She was so regretful about the amount she offered to the waiter earlier, but she could not take back what she said. She would shame the whole Britt Family if she stepped back.

With everyone watching, Elsie took out 1,000 and handed it to the waiter, "Now, please send it to the Britt's."

The waiter took the money, "Of course."