Jacob clenched his teeth in frustration.


    If he had known that Samuel would be relentless in his insults and humiliation, he would never have agreed toe to the Gold Room in the first ce.


    ***


    Jacob found himselfpletely at a loss for words.


    At that moment, Don Albert had just parked his car at the entrance of Heaven Springs.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    The first thing he did after stepping out was to quickly inquire of the manager who had opened the door for him, “Is there a customer named Jacob Wilson who reserved a room at our restaurant today?”


    “Yes, he booked the Bronze Room No. 3.” The manager kept meticulous records of the guests visiting the restaurant each day, so he was well aware of everyone who had made reservations at Heaven Springs.


    Don Albert nodded slightly, urgency in his voice as he said, “Come on. Let’s head to the Bronze Room No. 3 right now!”


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    There was no way Don Albert could allow Jacob to hold his dinner in the modest Bronze Room; he needed to upgrade him to the Diamond Room!


    Rushing toward Bronze Room No. 3, Don Albert was surprised to find the door ajar and the room empty.


    Taken aback, he quickly asked a nearby waitress, “Where is Mr. Wilson, who reserved this room?”


    The waitress replied promptly, “Don Albert, Mr. Wilson was here just a short while ago, but he was invited to the Gold Room upstairs by one of his guests. He’s currently in Gold Room No. 2.”


    Don Albert nodded and immediately instructed the manager, “Come on. Follow me!”


    ***


    Meanwhile, in the Gold Room, Samuel red at Jacob with contempt as he sneered, “Jacob, with your skills, I doubt you even qualify to join the Calligraphy and Painting Association. Don’t you feel embarrassed even thinking aboutpeting for the executive director position?”


    Jacob shot back coldly, “You think Ick qualifications? I’d argue you’re the one who’s unqualified! Even if I’m not, I once found an item on Antique Street for a few thousand dors and sold it for hundreds of thousands!”


    Samuel scoffed, “You’re just tooting your own horn! Your mouth can say anything, but it doesn’t mean anyone will believe your tall tales. You could im you found a piece of junk worth millions, but that doesn’t make it true.”


    Jacob retorted, “If you don’t believe me, just ask Zachary about it. He’s the one who bought the antique from me for a few hundred thousand dors!”


    “Zachary?” Samuel frowned. “He’s a notorious profiteer on Antique Street! Known for being the most deceitful salesperson around. You really expect me to believe he’d waste hundreds of thousands on junk from you?”


    Jacob replied disdainfully, “You can go ask him tomorrow if you doubt me.”


    “I’d be an idiot to take your word for it!” Samuel smirked. “I don’t want to waste more time on this nonsense. Do you really think someone like you has the right to dine with us? Why don’t you serve everyone some tea? If you can’t handle something as simple as that, then you should just leave and stop being a nuisance!”


    Jacob’s anger boiled over, but before he could respond, a loud, furious voice erupted from behind him. “Who do you think you are? Who gave you the right to speak to Mr. Wilson like that? Are you looking to get yourself in trouble?”