Revenge Back 16
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Revenge Forged in Prison

Chapter 16: What Have You Done

Caleb furrowed his brows, displeased. “How am I shameless? Explain.”

Pointing toward the receptionist, Raquel said, “This is the Sherman family’s private hotel, exclusively for their kin and distinguished guests. Even celebrities have to pay a hefty price to stay here. If it weren’t for Gia taking a liking to you, how could you have possibly gotten in?”

Realization dawned on Caleb. No wonder the woman from last night seemed familiar. She looks pretty similar to a celebrity I saw on television before! Her figure has gotten quite plump since I last saw her five years ago, and her demeanor has changed. No wonder I didn’t recognize her. Also, no wonder this place smells familiar. It’s because Gianna also carries this scent. She must have informed the receptionist about my arrival beforehand, which is why the rate is so cheap. It probably costs thousands per night here.

The receptionist spoke with a tone of regret. “Mr. Jenkins, I’m truly sorry. Ms. Sherman specifically instructed me not to disclose the truth to you, but now…”

Caleb’s gaze was indifferent. “You did nothing wrong. There’s no need to apologize to me.”

Gianna had good intentions, and she feared that if he learned the truth, he wouldn’t choose to stay here. It was why she didn’t dare come in last night, fearing that the receptionist might let something slip.

However, to Caleb, the most pressing issue at the moment was why Raquel had shown up. It seems she’s here specifically for me, but why? The Quixall family has regarded me as a disgrace, even changing my last name to sever ties. Even though I’m gone, she’s still looking everywhere for me. I really don’t understand what they’re doing.

“Mr. and Mrs. Quixall have been frantically searching for you, and here you are, leisurely enjoying yourself with Gia! Where is Gia? I’m curious to know just what kind of inappropriate activities you two were up to last night!” Raquel brushed past Caleb, ready to rush inside.

Upon seeing the situation, the receptionist dialed a number and called for security. The security guard firmly gripped Raquel’s arm, forcibly escorting her back to the grand hall.

“Let me go! I’m Gia’s best friend. How dare you treat me like this!” shouted Raquel.

The receptionist apologized, “I’m sorry, but we have a policy at our hotel that no one, regardless of who they are, is allowed to cause a commotion here. I will relay the truth to Ms. and Mr. Sherman. I kindly ask for your patience at this moment.”

Raquel’s hair was a wild mess, her makeup smeared, making her look like a madwoman. “I’m going to lodge a complaint against you! The Sherman family is nothing to us!”

The receptionist remained silent as Raquel shouted. Once Raquel was done, the security guard stepped forward again. “Ms. Levinson, Mr. Sherman has made it clear that if you cause a commotion like you did today in the future, you will be denied entry to the Nameless Hotel.”

Raquel widened her eyes. “On what grounds?”

The security guard ignored her question. “Also, we’ve informed Mr. Levinson about…”

Raquel’s teeth were chattering, though it was difficult to tell whether it was out of anger or fear. Her father had been unusually strict with her since she was a child, demanding that she live up to the standards of a prominent young lady in all aspects. As such, should he discover the matter, he’d likely punish her severely. Having caused a scene in public and subsequently been reprimanded, Raquel had lost her dignity. She spat resentfully. “You all just wait and see!”

Finally, after shooting Caleb a glance, she left.

Caleb approached the front desk. “Thank you.”

The receptionist spoke to him with reverence and fear. “It’s nothing.” Then, she probed. “Will you…”

Caleb shook his head. “I’ll find another place to stay. Please pass on my thanks to Ms. Sherman for her assistance.” Relying on others for everything was not his style. If he had money, he would stay at a high-end hotel; if not, he would sleep on the street. It was the principle he believed to be true.


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