"How much… did you say?" Lucian asked in a low voice, his crimson eyes widening behind his glasses after hearing the receptionist's answer.
He had only come to the hotel recommended by that receptionist from the Association building, only to be greeted by a ridiculous price that almost made him question his own hearing.
"800 dollars per night."
The receptionist calmly repeated the price for a single room.
Hearing it again, Lucian couldn't help but feel as though someone was trying to rob him of everything he had today.
First, his house had been completely destroyed and reduced to rubble.
And now…
The money he had painstakingly earned by using knowledge from his previous life seemed to be disappearing as water poured onto dry sand.
For a brief moment, he even wondered whether that woman had intentionally recommended this place and was trying to scam him together with the man standing before him—who might very well be her partner.
