"Why is it a suite? How can I live in the same room with you?" Nydia’s face distorted with reluctance and anger.
"It’s a suite, but it has two rooms." George looked stern as well. He thought the woman was too straightforward in front of so many people, which made him embarrassed.
The receptionist stood at the counter, looking a little awkward at the scene. But she said nothing.
Nydia didn't care about George. She looked directly at the receptionist and said, "Please give me another room for myself. "
The receptionist repeated what she told Gloria just now, which was true that they had no extra room.
"I'm sorry, Miss. We can only prepare a room for you if you have made a reservation in advance. There is no room left now."
Nydia’s face distorted with rage. She turned to George and snapped, "Did you know you are coming here in advance? "
George sneered. He knew nothing indeed.