Inherit Billions

Chapter 420 Orion Invites Me to His Room

According to Michael's plan, the team was scheduled to secure their first deal for Lila's law firm tomorrow. While they had reviewed the case details beforehand, it was still a legitimate opportunity that existed in the real world.

That evening, the entire crew was set to rest at a five-star hotel under the Dros Group's banner.

The choice of this hotel was not arbitrary-it was a requirement from their sponsor.

As the sole sponsor, the generous Orion would certainly not let his investment be spent in someone else's hotel.

To ensure a warm reception, the hotel had cleared its schedule in advance. The manager had discussed arrangements with Ken, ensuring that Orion would stay in his exclusive presidential suite while everyone else would occupy the VIP rooms on the next floor. This level of hospitality was unprecedented in the hotel's history.

Once inside, the team members took turns approaching the front desk to collect their room keys in front of the cameras.

However, as the staff began to hand over the room keys, Seraphina was called up to the penthouse.

With several hotels under the Cross Group, if she didn't understand what this meant, wasn't it foolish of

her?

Stepping out of the elevator, she spotted Orion standing at the entrance of the presidential suite, yet he didn't go inside.

When he noticed Seraphina, a flicker of light danced in his dark eyes. He walked over, took the luggage from the staff with a charming smile, and said, "Shall we go?"

Seraphina didn't move. She stood there, her gaze calm and distant. "There's only one room up here, right?"

Her guarded tone caused Orion's smile to falter slightly, but he quickly masked it with a casual smile.

"Yes, this presidential suite is for Ms. Cross to experience. We'd like to know what needs improvement."

Seraphina lowered her gaze slightly, then stepped aside, extending her arm in a graceful manner. The effortless blend of elegance and nonchalance brought an inexplicable amusement to Orion.

A feisty Seraphina was simply adorable!

He promptly handed her the room key. Beep... The door swings open.

Seraphina entered, glancing around and inwardly scoffing.

The Dros Group owned this hotel, which was a landmark in the city and the preferred venue for political and business events. It hardly needed any improvements.

Wouldn't it be wonderful if she could acquire the Cross Group?

Standing inside, she shook her head in disappointment.

Chapter 420 Orion Invites Me to His Room

What a pity!

Finished

Orion furrowed his brows as he observed Seraphina's reaction, a hint of surprise crossing his face. "You're not satisfied?"

He checked his expensive watch, wondering if he could make it to a neighboring city's hotel, which was exclusively for state guests.

Seraphina hesitated for a moment, smoothing her hair 'It's fine, I suppose."

After that, she entered the room carrying her belongings.

As she turned around, she found Orion still standing at the door.

Instantly, her frosty demeanor shifted to irritation.

"Mr. Dros, are you planning to stay here and rest?"

Orion raised an eyebrow. He was worn out after a long day. Orion leaned casually against the wall, unconsciously glancing at her. "Is it okay?"

Seraphina let out a light laugh and cursed, "F*ck off!"

Just as he was about to step inside, the door slammed shut with a loud bang.

"Alright, I'll give it to you!"

Orion nearly bumped into the door as he spoke. With that, he left decisively.

Seraphina slowly laughed behind him. Haha! Did he think he could challenge me?

Meanwhile, the rest of the crew busied themselves with their tasks.

Michael was still discussing the case with the director when he heard a knock on the door.

He went to open it, revealing Alessandra, who stood there looking glamorous yet clad in a lazy, sexy bathrobe, tightly wrapped around her alluring figure.

Instantly, he had a bad feeling about this, and his expression grew cold.

Having navigated this industry for so long, he had encountered countless women throwing themselves at him, but he had always managed to keep his distance from the temptations of this circle. Alessandra smiled, her sultry aura suddenly shifting to a more innocent vibe.

"Michael, do you happen to know which room Mr. Dros is in?"

She looked at him with eager anticipation, shaking her phone in feigned distress.

"He asked me to meet him, but I forgot to ask for his room number."