With that, he slapped a five-star hotel room card onto the table.
Hallie Morgan became infuriated in an instant.
She thought the act of offering up a room card would only occur in tabloid gossip. She never expected to personally experience it today.
And he was sizing her up with a gaze that treated her like an object.
What exactly did he take her for?
She immediately stood up, and with a swing of her hand, she sent the room card flying onto the floor.
"What do you take me for, a prostitute? Boldly presenting your room card."
"You..." The man stood up, his face flushed as he glanced at the room card on the floor. Instead of picking up the room card, he looked at Hallie, "You really dare to talk to me like this? In the eyes of people like us, you're just a young celebrity, not much different from a prostitute. You think you are noble? Look at those women, any of them would happily leave with me at a moment's notice."
