The clerk sensed that ine might have picked up on something unusual. In a flurry, he exined, “Um… so here’s the deal. We had a customer who scheduled an appointment for the spa, and the bath is all set. She mentioned that we can’t proceed with that for now, so you’re wee to choose one of our ready-made options.”<fnaecb> Newest update provided by FindN()vel</fnaecb>


    ine smiled brightly and replied, “Oh, what a delightful coincidence! It seems like fate is giving me a chance to indulge!”


    With that, she waved the clerk off, saying, “Alright, you can head out now. I’ll enjoy my bath solo, so please have the technician ready for me.”


    “Sounds good!”


    Once the clerk exited, he dashed off to inform the boss.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Upon hearing that ine had arrived, the boss quickly called Harold and said, “Harold, she’s here and already in the bath. When are youing?”


    Harold replied with enthusiasm, “That’s fantastic! Old Ben, you need to keep everything smooth for me. Don’t let any mistakes slip through! I’m on my way over!”


    The salon owner chuckled and assured him, “Harold, you’re like family to me. I promise to handle this perfectly!”


    “Great!” Harold grinned. “I’ll be there in half an hour!”


    Before hanging up, he added, “Ben, make sure your shop doesn’t take any other clients this morning to avoid any mishaps.”


    “Don’t worry, I won’t take on any other customers this morning. I’ll be focused solely on your request!”


    ……


    Meanwhile, as ine rxed in the tub, a luxurious Rolls-Royce pulled up outside the beauty salon.


    A tall bodyguard stepped out of the passenger seat, quickly moving to open the rear door.


    Following him, Cynthia emerged, dressed in stunning attire.


    She nced at the beauty salon’s entrance and scoffed, “What a shabby ce! It clearly doesn’t meet my standards.”


    In reality, the salon was quite well-decorated. While it wasn’t top-tier, it was far beyond the reach of typical housewives in Aurous Hill.


    However, for someone like Cynthia, who belonged to the elite ss, it was hardly impressive.


    The cost of a single treatment at a high-end salon could easily purchase this entire establishment.


    The bodyguard leaned in and whispered, “Miss, the woman you’re looking for is inside getting a treatment. She arrived just ten minutes ago.”


    Cynthia nodded, her expression one of disdain. “Let’s go inside.”


    “Understood!”


    The bodyguard took the lead, pushing open the salon door.


    The clerk hurried over, offering an apology, “I’m sorry, but we’re not epting customers this morning.”


    Cynthia frowned, questioning, “Not epting customers? A woman named ine just came in for a spa treatment. Why is she suddenly unwee?”