Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! novel Chapter 1209

The fleet of top-tier luxury cars came to a smooth halt at the grand entrance of the Skyline Seven-Star Hotel, Severia's most exclusive establishment.

Bellhops sprinted over to open the doors, and porters rolled over golden carts for the luggage. The general manager personally stepped outside, offering a deep ninety-degree bow.

“Miss Serena, and friends of Miss Serena, welcome.”

“The presidential suites are located on the top floor. The entire floor has been reserved for you, and the restaurants have been cleared out. They are at your disposal at any time.”

The manager spoke respectfully, his Elyndorian quite fluent.

He added, “The Skyline Hotel has strictly followed the official protocols of the Global Elite Challenge and has passed the highest level of approval from the international committee. To ensure absolute privacy and the fairness of the competition, during this event, the Skyline Hotel will only serve your delegation.”

The thirty-five elite geniuses from Elyndor walked into the opulent, gold-gilded hotel lobby, welcomed with extreme reverence by Frederick Moore and two rows of five-star staff.

Someone whispered, “I've never stayed in a hotel like this in my entire life.”

The person next to him chimed in, “Me neither.”

Another added, “Stick with our Code Goddess, and you get the world.”

Standing at the front, Serena exchanged a few words with the manager before turning to look at her team.

“Pick your own rooms. The entire top floor is yours.”

Lydia Brooks eagerly scanned the itinerary the manager had handed her, her voice trembling with excitement. “It's not just the top floor. All the luxury restaurants, the rooftop hot springs, the private cinemas, even the exclusive spas and entertainment activities that usually take six months to book—everything is completely free for us during the competition!”

“This... this is way too extravagant, isn't it?”

A STEM student, who usually spent his days buried in a laboratory, was so overwhelmed by the dazzling lobby that he could barely speak straight.

“This kind of treatment... I never even dared to dream this big.”

His lips moved slightly, unable to suppress his burning curiosity. “Miss Serena.”

“This... gaining approval for an entire tournament protocol, even if every door was opened for you, would take at least a week at the fastest.”

He stared at her striking, composed profile. “Exactly when did you start preparing for all of this?”

Serena looked relaxed, her tone flat. “From the day The Organizing Committee announced that the finals for the individual competition would be held in Severia.”

Mr. Ashwell froze in his tracks.

In other words, from the exact moment the location was announced, Serena had accurately predicted that the Severian committee would use disgusting double standards to humiliate the Elyndorian team.

So, she had strategically deployed everything well in advance.

Mr. Ashwell looked at her, his gaze filled with profound complexity. “But... Chairman Moore is the head of Severia's largest conglomerate. I have seen the revenue reports for the Skyline Hotel. Why would Chairman Moore willingly sacrifice such massive short-term profits for this establishment?”