Chapter 4 Supreme VIP Membership

Despite the livid expression on Kevin's face, the hostess looked at him coldly. "I'm sorry, sir, but please get out of the way. You're blocking our hotel's most distinguished guest. Mr. Stanfield just deposited-"

Tristan quickly cut her off. "By the way, since I'm now a member of your hotel, what level is my membership?"

"Sir, you're now the supreme VIP member-it's the highest membership level of our hotel," the hostess replied respectfully.

"So that means I have certain privileges, right?" Tristan continued to ask, his eyes flashing mischievously.

"Yes, of course, sir!" The hostess nodded.

"Well, I want these two people out of my sight. Can you do that for me?"

Tristan jabbed a finger at Kevin and Ellie, who were looking at him incredulously.

Unexpectedly, Kevin burst into thunderous laughter, as though he had heard the funniest joke on earth.

"Tristan, oh Tristan. You bumpkin! Did you really think I'd fall for such a stupid trick? Breezy Hotel's membership system has only three levels. 'Supreme VIP member'? What a joke!"

After saying that, Kevin turned to the hostess and sneered, "Tell me, how much did Tristan pay you?"

Once again, the hostess completely ignored Kevin's existence. She bowed toward Tristan and said respectfully, "Okay, Mr. Stanfield. I'll contact our security guards right away."

A moment later, several men in black came over and grabbed the confused-looking Kevin and Ellie.

Kevin struggled violently. "Get your hands off of me! I'm a senior member of this hotel! How dare you do this to me?

Tristan, just wait and see! You're going to pay for this!"

Without so much as glancing at Kevin, Tristan strode into the hotel confidently.

As soon as Tristan stepped foot inside the lobby, a beautiful woman in uniform immediately came up to him. She stretched out her hand and said with a smile, "Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Stanfield. I'm Lillian Perez, the duty manager of Breezy Hotel! On behalf of all the staff of the hotel, I welcome you, Mr. Stanfield."

"Nice to meet you, too!"

Tristan shook Lillian's hand with a smile.

Lillian's hand was soft and comfortable to hold. And she treated him with respect, which made Tristan feel at ease.

He couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Lillian was such a beautiful and elegant lady, whereas Ellie was just a trashy slut.

Unbeknownst to Tristan, while he was admiring Lillian, Lillian was also observing him carefully.

After all, a client who could deposit a million dollars at one time had to have at least hundreds of millions to his name, and Lillian had never met such an important customer before.

When she first heard that a client outside had deposited a million dollars, Lillian had thought that Tristan was a rich middle-aged man. To her surprise, Tristan turned out to be a young, good-looking man.

Such a decent man was rare, even in Aylbupool.

Lillian had a good first impression of Tristan, so she took out her business card and handed it to him.

"Mr. Stanfield, this is my personal number. If you need anything, you can contact me anytime." As she handed the card to Tristan, Lillian leaned closer to him and smiled.

A faint, sweet fragrance wafted over to Tristan's nose, making him tremble slightly.