Chapter 409 No Place to Hide

• "How—how could that be possible? You must be mistaken!" Fiona stammered, her voice strained as she clung to her last shred of composure.
• The manager remained unfazed, her polite smile unwavering. "Our establishment has issued only ten VVIP cards. May I ask which card number and tier you hold, miss?"
• Fiona's face turned a deep shade of red at the question. She had never even laid eyes on a VVIP card, let alone possessed one. She sat there, utterly speechless, with no way to answer.