Sitting in the back seat, Malia and Rylie exchanged glances. Although they hadn't heard each other's thoughts, it was easy to tell from their leader's expression that the other party was definitely not someone to be trifled with.
This was the world of the elite!
Of course, they weren't the gossiping type.
For a moment, the car was silent.
The black sedan pulled up in front of the Platinum Hotel.
Britney got out of the car, instantly regaining her professional demeanor. “Rylie, be ready to act appropriately. When you meet him, know your place, but don't forget to flatter him!”
They arrived twenty minutes ahead of their scheduled time at the reserved private room.
Britney instructed Malia to double-check with the hotel staff, and once everything was confirmed, the three of them
