Chapter 823

Cloudspire, guesthouse. A man jumped out of the car and stared at Julian with an air of provocation. "We want to stay here. Show me your best room." Julian pointed at the car. "Sorry, no parking allowed in the courtyard. Our parking spots are outside. There's a sign at the entrance." The man behind the wheel frowned, clearly annoyed. "Leaving my car outside? What if it gets scratched? You guys gonna pay for that?" "There are security cameras, and our staff keeps an eye on the area. If anything happens, we'll report it to the police." Julian stayed calm—he had handled more than enough guests trying to cause drama. "And our rooms? All booked. We can't take more guests. You also crushed some of our flowers, which we'll need to charge you for." Julian could tell right away these two weren't here to be guests. They were here to stir up trouble. And if they were here to stir the pot, then they may as well pay for it. "Tourist off-season and you're telling me you're full? That's a joke, right