âYesh, thatâs right, these are our rules down here, please donât make this any more difficult than it has to beâ¦â
âCut the bullshit! Sheâs not gonna have an invite, is she? Hurry up and kick her out!â Seeing his security guards cower before Yvette, Jared growled through his gritted teeth.
Yvette narrowed her eyes contemptuously, then flipped out a golden invitation letter from her bag.
âCan I go in now?â she asked, apathetically.
As soon as the guards saw that golden invite, they stared in disbelief.
Only the most distinguished of quests could receive it. Anyone holding such a letter had to be designated as the quest of honor and certainly could not be treated carelessly.
There had only been three such invitations sent out to date.
The first had been sent out to the powerful kingpin Wilson Quinn. The other was to Jacob Murray, son of one of the wealthiest families in Jubilife.
Nobody knew who the mysterious third letter had been sent out to.
But now that this golden invitation had turned up in this young ladyâs hands, how could they not be surprised?
After turning the letter over repeatedly to verify it, they finally made their report to Jared, trembling.
âBoss, the letterâs genuine!â
âBoss, itâs a genuine invite. According to the rules, she is our guest of honor today. We canât bar her from enteringâ¦â
Upon hearing this, Jaredâs face fell. Clearly, he hadnât expected Yvette to have this golden invite.
His father had always warned him not to offend anyone with this golden invite.
But he had always been stubborn and headstrong. He had never suffered humiliation like this before, and he wasnât about to take it sitting down.
Jaredâs eyes shifted toward Yvette. She didnât look a day above 18, meaning she was a few years his junior. There was no way she was the real addressee of the third golden invite.
Of the two other letters, one was with Wilson Quinn and the other with Jacob Murray. Therefore, she must have stolen the golden invite she was holding!
As soon as the thought fell, Jared no longer felt afraid. His eyes gleamed with malice.
âLet her in!â he said..
This was his turf. Heâd show that dumb whore what he could do to her!
âYes, boss.â
The security guards took on a more deferent attitude toward Yvette.
âOL aida â
louder the audience roared in exhilaration.
Having just been informed that they had a goldenâinvith quest that day, the manager came to meet them personally. He was stunned to sen Yvette.
So this was the big shot with the golden invite? She was clearly just a young woman!
âIâm looking for someone,â Yvette said in a clear, elegant voice.
The manager immediately snapped into focus. Cloyingly, he said, âVery well, maâam. And who might this person be?â
âMadison Kennedy,â said Yvette.
âMadison Kennedy?â The manager muttered before suddenly remembering the girl. âOh, sheâs already in the ringâ¦â
The manager trailed off under Yvetteâs intimidating gaze, quivering in fear despite himself.
How on earth could such a young woman look so terrifying?