I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

Chapter 150

Driving with hesitation, the stewardess said to Oliver after getting on the Airport Road, “Let me take you

to the hotel first. I’m not sure how many days I can work for you as a tour guide, but I do have no flying

missions this week. It’s mainly because of me… Well, my mother actually… I have to go home and

discuss this with her over this first.”

“Okay, I’m expecting your response,” Oliver didn’t ask for it but accepted her requirement directly.

The stewardess introduced herself to them again: “My name is Denise, which means ‘flower’ in

Utopiness.”

Oliver nodded again and said, “Hey, Miss Denise. I’m Oliver. And my last name is Eastwood.”

Denise’s most of flights head to Oliver’s nation, so she knew what his name meant.

From the Utopia Airport to the Royal Resort Hotel, it only took about 20 minutes by car. So, it was a

short trip.

As soon as they arrived at the Royal Resort Hotel, Oliver felt it was really eye-opening.

The hotel was surrounded by the sea from three sides, with the blue sea and bright clean buildings

showing its upscale luxury.

Denise parked the car ready and took them to the front desk of the hotel. Oliver and the other two

partners had nothing prepared except for their passports. Neither did they have Oros or other

currencies.

Fortunately, he had four credit cards that could be used in this place. In this regard, domestic banks did

achieve international excellence.

Beginning with a private butler service, Oliver’s credit card was upgraded to the level of a black card

because his deposit had reached an astonishing amount of more than 2 billion dollars.

Usually, the black card was a service based on 1 million dollars. However, Oliver had more than 2

billion dollars of cash in his account, and the number never stopped growing since then. Meanwhile,

the bank statement of his company was also quite huge, so his bank gave him a customized

consumption limit of 4 million dollars to 20 million dollars.

The amount of credit card consumption given by banks was usually fixed. 4 million credits was 4 million

dollars, and 20 million credits also meant 20 million dollars.

A floating amount was given to Oliver because the bank set a controlling point. If the balance of

Oliver’s credit card, after most of his cash was transferred away, was not less than 20 million dollars,

then the credit points of Oliver’s credit card would not be less than 20 million.

But if Oliver transferred all his money, the credit points of his card would slip to 4 million dollars.

For banks, customers’ status and face were based on their own financial strength, which was very

realistic.

The chamber price of the Royal Resort Hotel was at least 28,000 Oros. Since money was not a

problem for Oliver, he book three luxurious rooms priced 40,000 Oros a night.

Three chambers for one night cost 120,000 Oros, which was close to 200 thousand dollars.

That was just one day’s expenditure on chambers, not including fees to be used on entertainment and

dining activities.

Yet Oliver just booked these chambers for a week, which cost him almost 1.4 million-dollars,

completely stunning Denise.

The receptionist girl wasn’t as pretty as Denise, but she was still quite attive. Noticing the three

generous foreigners, she, after helping Oliver and the other two with check-in, tried to recommend all

kinds of catering and other recreational activities, such as yachting.

She could get a handsome commission for the success of promoting these services to customers. As

for high-end projects such as yachts and helicopters, they could only be afforded by millionaires.

Oliver didn’t understand a single word that the receptionist girl said, so G

became a free translator again.

Having understood that girl’s words, Oliver shook his head and said, “I don’t need those services for

the time being. I have other things to deal with. If I need them, I will call you.”

Denise translated what Oliver said to that receptionist girl and then left a number for Oliver. She said,

“Mr. Eastwood, you guys can take a rest first. And I’m going home now. I will call you if I can take this

job.”

“Okay, thank you!” said Oliver who shook her hands.

Denise’s hands were a little cold and soft, but there was anxiety in her eyes.

She had something on her mind. Oliver wanted to ask her about it, but he didn’t do so after thinking it

over. Instead, he said goodbye to her politely and went back to his chamber with Wayne and Simon.

“We can’t call the police for Hailey’s thing, at least not yet,” thought Oliver.

Besides, Oliver was also worried about the proficiency of the police in Oropa. After all, the domestic

police did a way better job than those here.

First, Oliver had no trust in the police here. Second, for the sake of Hailey’s safety, he could only make

moves cautiously.

And now he could only wait for the kidnapper to call them because that phone was turned off.

At this time, no matter how urgent it was, they could only wait.

And due to the jet lag, Oliver felt kind of sleepy. After all, back in his country, he was supposed to be in

bed at this time.

However, he was indeed worried about Hailey. After discussing for a while, the three of them went to

the hotel’s dining room for dinner. For Oliver, money was the last thing that concerned him. Upset as he

was, he still decided to have a fine supper with his buddies. So, they ordered a few dishes that looked

nice.

However, they didn’t understand the language of the waiter and could only order with a menu on which

there were clear prices.

This meal cost them thousands of Oros, but none of them ordered wine. One bottle of wine here was

more expensive than all the dishes they ordered.

Although Wayne and Simon could drink alcohol, they were not addicted to it, especially when there was

a mission to complete.

After paying the check, Oliver said to Wayne, “It’s really tough for us to rescue Hailey without a

translator who understands Clusianese. That girl named Denise is quite useful. I wonder if she…”

Before he could finish his sentence, his phone had rung. It turned out to be Denise whose number just

got saved by Oliver not long ago.

Oliver hurriedly answered it, “Miss Denise?”

“It’s me… Mr. Eastwood, I’m really sorry. You… I’d like to be your interpreter and guide, but I wonder if

you can advance me 10,000 Oros? My mother is in the hospital…” said Denise whining.

She sounded helpless and rather sad on the phone.

Oliver’s heart skipped a strange beat. He wondered, “Is this flight stewardess a liar?”

But soon he forsook that thought and replied in a deep voice, “Where are you? I’ll be right there.”

Denise replied, “St Mary’s Hospital.”

Oliver put down the phone and greeted Wayne and Simon, “Let’s go.”

Because he couldn’t speak Utopinese, Oliver searched Google for the Utopinese translation of “St

Mary’s Hospital” and paid 50,000 Oros in cash at the front desk after they arrived.

Of course, he tipped the front desk guy for 500 Oros.

Normally, there was no limit on foreign credit card consumption as long as you had enough credit

points. However, there was still a limit on the withdrawal of foreign money, which was set by the SAFE.

However, for institutions like luxurious hotels, when customers needed to convert the credit points into

cash for use, they also offered this subsidiary service.

Wayne and Simon only checked whether Oliver was in danger. they believed that their boss had more

wisdom and brighter insight in terms of money consumption and use, so they didn’t need to worry

about this at all.

Even if the two of them felt that Denise might be lying, they wouldn’t argue with Oliver at a bad time.

The taxi driver didn’t speak Clusianese, but he still understood the words “St Mary’s Hospital”

translated on Oliver’s phone. After nodding to show he understood them, he drove his passengers to

the destination.

It only took half an hour for them to get to the hospital. Oliver looked at the figure on the taxi meter,

which showed 7.56 Oros. Yet he paid the driver with a 10-euro bill. Waving his hands, he refused

changes from the driver and got out of the car with his buddies.

St Mary’s Hospital was large. Though they could read those characters, they still could tell where the

inpatient building was.

The three

ee of them who followed Denise’s message found her in ward 1621 on the sixteenth floor.

On the bed in the ward lay a woman who looked somewhat like Denise. To be honest, Oliver couldn’t

tell the difference between females in the western part of this planet He felt that they all looked the

same. And their ages confused him the

most.

In his eyes, girls aged 17 or 18 looked the same as those aged 30 or 40.

But the woman on this bed was clearly an old lady. Her gray hair seemed to add a few more years to its

owner’s age make her look quite haggard.

and

Oliver could tell from her appearance that she must be a beauty when she was young. But those marks

of trivial matters in life told Oliver that this old lady’s life was probably a little tough.

With tears in her eyes, Denise kept whispering to comfort the woman on the bed.

“Miss Denise,” Oliver said in a soft tone.

Denise glanced back at the man who called her and said something to her mom. She then stood up

and whispered to Oliver, “Mr. Eastwood, please… Let’s talk outside.”

Having walked out of the ward, Denise wiped her eyes and said, “Mr. Eastwood, she is my mom. My

father and my mother divorced when I was seven years old. And I have been raised by my mother. The

local economic condition is not that good, and I can only get less than 50% of my normal salary due to

the pandemic. Being worried about our financial status, my mother has been refusing to come to the

hospital.”

Oliver nodded and stuffed a small bag containing 50,000 Oros into her hands. He said, “I understood.

You can use this money to pay the medical bill first. Just let me know if you need more money.”