Charlie was a little surprised when he heard that Harold had also booked a suite at Heaven Springs.

What a coincidence. Didn’t Albert say that he owned Heaven Springs? He had prepared a suite for him in the restaurant as well, hadn’t he?

Meanwhile, Gerald gaped in shock. “Wow, Harold, did you actually manage to make a reservation for the Golden Suite in Heaven Springs? Not everyone can do it!”

Harold laughed triumphantly. “Honestly speaking, apart from the Diamond Suite that’s really out of my reach, other suites are a piece of cake.”

Despite his pompous statement, it was nothing but Harold’s bragging.

Truth be told, in order to make a reservation for the Golden Suite, Lady Wilson herself had requested for a lot of favors from many people to book it.

Loreen had heard about Heaven Springs even in Eastcliff. She hurriedly said, “We’re all friends, you don’t have to make such extravagant arrangements just for me.”

Harold uttered coyly, “Oh no, you are our distinguished guest, how