"I'm obviously here to welcome Ms. Selina," the Foster VP said flatly, not even glancing at Riley. "Today, Ms. Selina has reserved the entire HM Hotel. She is our most distinguished guest."
Selina reserved the whole HM Hotel!?
Riley looked like she'd been struck by lightning. Her eyes flew wide open.
"That's impossible!" Madam Nelson was the first to blurt out, forcing a fawning smile: "Foster VP, you must be mistaken. Today was specially reserved by Mr. Logan for Riley. What does this have to do with Selina? You can't just—just assume the guest of honor is her just because she's Logan's wife!"
Madam Nelson put on that 'the real VIP is my daughter' act, dripping sarcasm at Selina. "Foster VP, don't get this wrong. You don't want to offend the real guest of honor."
Riley also felt certain there was some mistake. Selina could never—
"How could I be mistaken." The Foster VP's brows drew together.
