Sawyer International Hotel, the only seven-star hotel in west-harbor city, belonged to The Harris Empire.

A group of youngsters were throwing a class reunion party in the luxury room of the Food and Beverage Department of the hotel.

Noreen, looking at the classmates chatting in twos and threes around, had unspeakable joy in the heart. It was these people who had participated in her beautiful youth.

"Noreen Carter, come here, have a drink."

At this time, Sheila Carter walked over, holding two glasses of wine and passed the one in her left hand to Noreen.

Noreen looked at Sheila who wore thick make up on her face. She was not only her cousin, but also her classmate. After her parents died in the accident in the first year of her high school, Noreen moved to her uncle's home and lived with her cousin, Sheila.

"En, thank you, my cousin." Said Noreen, taking the glass from Sheila's hand.

After clinking glasses, Sheila put the glass in her right hand near her lips but didn't drink. Instead, she stared at Noreen fiercely. Not until Noreen drank up the wine did Sheila Carter's face put on a strange smile.

Noreen, I would Beckeyn your reputation tonight.

After Noreen finished the wine, she wanted to chat with Sheila. Yet she suddenly felt a dizziness in her head, and a strange feeling arose in her body.

"Well..." Noreen snorted uncomfortably and looked around. The classmates around suddenly became unclear.

"Noreen Carter, did you drink too much? Come on. I will take you to the bathroom and you will sober up after washing your face." Sheila pretended to help Noreen out of the room kindly.

With the support of Sheila, Noreen felt no strength at all and a dizziness began to overcome her. She wanted to say something, but couldn't utter a word.

Seeing Noreen faint completely, Sheila smiled more deeply and meaningfully.

Sheila did not take Noreen to the bathroom. Instead, she walked towards a small private walkway and passed Noreen to two strong men who had already waited here for a long time.

"Well, this girl is so pretty with such a pure look, you are lucky." One man had ogled over Noreen Carter's body.

"Stop. Where is the money?" Sheila said it like a queen. All she wanted was money.

The other man, with a wretched smile, took a stack of money out of his pocket and passed it to Sheila, saying, "Good, it's done."

Sheila took the money and cast a charming glance at the man, saying, "Done."

Sheila counted the money to make sure it was the right number and then she left with her twisting slim waist.

"Let's go upstairs and take her room." The two men held Noreen and took a elevator to the top floor of Sawyer hotel.

The top floor of Sawyer hotel was an exclusive area for superior guest rooms. There were two presidential suites: a supreme suite and a golden diamond suite.

"Well, which suite is for her?"

The two men wondered that they had got the master control card, but forgot the room number.

"It must be the supreme suite based on our boss's status. Our boss is supreme. Let us go." One strong man guessed.

Then, the two men sent Noreen to the supreme room cautiously without any noise.

Just two minutes later, the men quietly walked out of the suite and clapped their hands at the door to celebrate their success, and then entered the elevator happily.

At the door of the Sawyer hotel, a fancy Buggati Veyron of limited edition braked sharply and then the hotel manager greeted him respectfully.

Zachary took off his sunglasses, opened the car door and got off the car.

In a pure hand-made suit, he had a evil-looking face craved by God with every line to the point. His tall and slim figure looked stylish in the suit and the whole body exhaled a noble but chill breath, which was so cold that nobody dared to come near.

"Young Master Harris..." The manager greeted him respectfully and handed a room card with both hands to the kingly master in front of him, saying with a smile, "This is the room card for the supreme suite."

Zachary took over the room card, without looking at the manager and went straight to the hotel.

When the exclusive elevator reached the top floor of Sawyer Hotel, Zachary walked out of the elevator. While he was walking to the supreme room, he squinted at the door of the golden diamond suite.

A drunken fat man holding a room card was ready to open the door, shouting tipsily, "Beauty, beauty."

Zachary took back his gaze and swiped the card into the supreme suite.