I walked out of the restroom, just in time to see a pretty young lady carrying refreshments heading towards my private room.
Not wanting anyone to disturb me in my room, I instructed the young lady, "Give it to me, I'll take it in myself."
The well-shaped waitress naturally knew that I was the owner of the private room. Although this was unprecedented, she nodded and cautiously handed it over to me.
"Mr. Johnson, if you need anything, you can press the button on the table."
She knew very well that even though the other party looked young, anyone who could enter the Sovereign Club was not someone she could offend!
After watching the waitress leave, I prepared to walk into my private room with the refreshments.
Suddenly, a crisp female voice came from behind me.
"David Johnson?"
Hearing this crisp voice, my body almost turned to stone.
My eyes gradually took on a hint of coldness.
Samantha Miller!
Samantha Miller of the Miller Family in Brooksdale!
