"Hmm..." Amelia chuckled. "Tina, I think you must be mistaken. First off, my bodyguard here is not a grumpy fellow. He simply being polite while doing his job. Secondly, this can't be the room you're referring to. Is possible you got your information wrong because in there are my friends and a very special someone."
"Really!" Tina's grip on her purse tightened. "How strange." She dramatically moved backwards as if confused, while rechecking the room numbers. "But I was told VIP room number three and there are only six consecutively numbered rooms on this hall. Could it be....."
"Why don't you go back to the person who gave you the wrong information?" Amelia intentionally cut her off, a smirk playing at the corner of her lips. "I'm sure only then can the error be sorted out."
'Nice one, b*tch. But you cannot get rid of me that easily.' Tina scoffed inwardly.
