James personally escorted Lex downstairs. Then, he told him the name and address of the hotel.
“James, why don’t you come along with us?”
One of the younger Callahans looked at him quizzically.
They were the subject of ridicule and mockery during the day.
The moment the estate agencies, hotels, and even tiny motels realized who they were, they refused to
serve them and drove them away. They were afraid of being kicked out again. They came close to
having to sleep on the streets again. James casually dismissed them.
“It’s going to be fine. Just go. I’ve arranged everything. You have nothing to worry about.”
James was not in the mood for this.
For Thea’s sake, he was benevolent enough to call Scarlett to arrange accommodations for them. If it
were any other situation he would not have wasted his time on this.
Saying that he turned and went upstairs. Lex addressed everyone.
“Now that the family is in a crisis, we need to be frugal. Let’s not call a taxi. We’ll get there using public
transport.” Everyone looked back at him aghast and helpless, The Callahans, who lived in what
seemed to be unlimited wealth, were now forced to take public transport.
They stood by the side of the road and waited for a bus. Meanwhile, after receiving James’ call,
Scarlett immediately ordered her secretary to see to it. The secretary then called the person in charge
of Transgenerational Hotel and asked him to make the necessary arrangements.
The person in charge then called his secretary.
His secretary then called the general manager of the hotel. It was late at night, and the general
manager of the hotel was in bed with a young model. He pulled his phone out and called the lobby
manager.
Then, he switched off his phone and continued having fun with the model in bed.
As the lobby manager was not at the hotel, he called the front desk and instructed the receptionist to
arrange for a room. After layers upon layers of communication, the front desk had, at last, received the
orders from the higher-ups.
The Glorious Hotel was a five-star hotel in Cansington. It had just been taken over by
Transgenerational Group, which had 100% of its shares.
A group of people walked into the hotel.
In its lead was Lex. Leaning on his cane, he walked in together with the rest of the Callahans.
“Welcome.”
A voluptuous attendant welcomed them with a bright smile. She brought them to the lounge of the first
floor’s foyer.
“Sir, do you have a reservation?” Lex said, “There should be one under the name of Lex Callahan.
Look it up please.”
“Alright, please wait a moment.”
The attendant headed to the front desk
The front desk had received a call from the lobby manager just now to reserve twenty rooms for the
Callahans.
“Yes, we have their reservation here.” The receptionist said. Then, she handed the room cards to the
attendant. “Bring them to their rooms.”
The attendant returned to the lounge with the room cards in hand.
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