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After reaching their destination, Dixie opened the door for Emilia, and once they were both out, she gave her driver a nod. "You can go back, uncle. I'll call you if needed."
The man could tell when he was dismissed, and reversed the car with a sigh. He probably wouldn't even be able to look at the first 'princess' of his young miss after knowing the existence of the second one.
Having seen the two girls go into a hotel together for the night, and also having witnessed his young miss molest the young lady of the White family, the driver knew it was a messy situation.
He almost wished that he didn't know, but they really were too careless with the privacy screen! Why can't they remember to keep it up while being naughty?!
The only consolation was that at least his young miss had some top-notch taste. The new 'concubine' also appeared to be from an extremely well-off family, and even though he didn't dare to look too closely, he could tell that her beauty may not necessarily be lower than the 'main wife' of her young miss.
Well, with how her mother had been in her youth, it really was no wonder that his young miss turned out like this, was it?
But the driver certainly hoped that his young miss would lose interest after sleeping with her tonight. It would help avoid a lot of mess in the future.
After all, the main wife's backing was too strong.… they really couldn't afford to face the White Deer's wrath. Even as a lowly driver and bodyguard, he may not be spared if this thing blew up!
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The receptionist gave the two girls a weird look as Dixie handed in her bank card. "Are you sure you want the most expensive room in our hotel?"
It wasn't really too rare of an event to get a customer like this once in a while.
They would come swaggering in, demanding the most luxurious room they had, but as soon as they heard the rent, most would humbly accept the cheapest option… if they didn't hightail it out of the lobby first.
However, since these were such cute, pretty-looking girls, the receptionist still had some pity, and didn't want to scare them off too much.
The short-haired girl probably just wanted to impress her friend while they were on a trip, but she didn't know that no matter how much pocket money she had saved up, it wasn't worth mentioning here.
Their education system really failed too much! These girls looked like they were either college freshmen, or in high school. At such an age… shouldn't they have more sense?
Having no idea of the drama that the receptionist was cooking in her head, Dixie nodded curtly. "Yes, I'm sure. Your best room for two days, please."
Since her princess couldn't use her identity as Emilia White while in this form, she had to be the one to take care of everything like this.
Emilia tried her best not to laugh out loud, but couldn't contain her smile. 'S-She's really on a 'domineering rich young master' streak today, isn't she?'
Helpless due to professional ethics, the receptionist could only accept Dixie's bank card. It looked a little weirder than normal, and she assumed that it was probably a special edition issued to students.
She swiped it with a sigh, already knowing it would be rejected. After all, a single day's rent in the penthouse was already over the monthly limit of these cards, how could it pass?
The receptionist's eyes almost bugged out of her head when it did, and even when the girls hopped away with their key, she was still blinking stupidly at 'Transaction Successful'.
"Her mom's going to kill her later…"
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The poor receptionist had no idea that the girl's mom couldn't be any more proud.
"You're staying the night with your princess in a hotel, you say?"
Dixie gulped, her eyes flickering over to Emilia, who was currently letting Crystal know that she would pick her up tomorrow morning. "Y-Yes…"
"Just the two of you?!" The mixture of joy and doubt was clear in Mrs. Brown's voice, even from the other side of the line.
The dark-haired girl already knew her mom was definitely going to be like this even before she called, but she still couldn't help but blush. "R-Right…"
Mrs. Brown almost shed tears of joy. No, she really did! "Good… You haven't disappointed me, Dixie! I was almost starting to suspect that your father had cheated on me, but you have proven yourself to be my daughter!"
She had lamented the fact that her daughter was a simp even more than Grandpa Brown lamented his son being a moron. Today, however, her daughter had proven to her that even if she acted like a simp, the blood of a true gigachad still ran in her veins!
Knowing her mom, Dixie knew that it was futile to argue with her, and could only drop the call before the woman ruined her mood further.
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"Be sure NOT to use pro— eh?! The call dropped?"
Mrs. Brown frowned as she stared at her phone for almost a minute before shaking her head. "No way, I can't call back now. Dixie is probably busy ripping off daughter-in-law's undies. It would be a great sin to interrupt them at this moment!"
That being said, she really had to tear her network provider a new one. How come her calls dropped so frequently?!
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Meanwhile, Michelle had already reached the home of her princess, and was anxiously sipping orange juice that had been served shortly after her arrival.
These royal vampires sure liked to keep up appearances. With such a big mansion, there was no need to make any excuses for having so many walking blood bags.
And given the taste of her vampire princess, she wasn't surprised at all that most of the maids here were beautiful and had huge jugs, and she wasn't talking about the kind filled with orange juice.
The only weird one was the old housekeeper, but Michelle assumed that someone in Emilia's family probably had 'exotic' tastes.
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