Chapter 74

Ovan’s self-control was slipping. In front of this woman, his self control was like a joke. Even if she just touched him gently, he would lose his mind. He closed his eyes. Janelle took out the wallet from his pocket, opened it, and then she froze. Didn't he say that he had no money? Where did this cash come from? She glanced at him and did not take cash, but directly handed the card to the front desk. "I want the presidential suite and the best service. I want all the top-notch services." Anyway, he was rich! Hearing what she said, Ovan was speechless. The receptionist thought. “Were rich people so extravagant?” The receptionist fiddled with it in front of the computer for a long time, then raised her head and asked, "Do you have a password?" Janelle poked him, just into his abdomen. His chest was hurting because it had been beaten by her. At this time, even his abdomen was hurting. He felt that he was going to die. "No." "No password." The receptionist handed the card and the room ca