I Breathe Euro

Jack's limousine proceeded towards the hotel. Jack, looking outside his car window, sighed. Next, he accessed his phone's balance via the limousine's wifi connection.

[Balance: 670,000€]

Jack, seeing the balance, was not concerned about paying the Luxaviation; he would just pay them after he entered his mansion. Luxaviation is his bitch; actually, the whole world feels like his bitch.

"I am getting ahead of myself," Jack chuckled.

Hearing his chuckle, Driver, who was about to doze a little, straightened his spine.

Jack was unaware of the driver's actions due to the presence of a privacy divider; if Jack spoke, the driver was expected to listen, but not the other way around.

Jack soon arrived at the hotel; as usual, it was grand, bigger than most of the hotel where Jack had stayed previously.

The building was a massive glass structure, and as soon as Jack's entourage entered the premises, the entire hotel turned to gaze at them.

The red and blue light, blaring horn, bikers beside the limousine, hoking people to the side, then the long black limousine.

People stopped whatever they were doing and looked in Jack's direction. The security captain came fast and opened the door for Jack.

Jack slowly stepped out of the car, and the whole area around the hotel was pin-drop silence.

Jack entered the hotel with the security captain and 20 more guards, because the rest of them were taking care of the limousine and the housekeeper with the cops.

Outside area, which was silent, after Jack left and entered the hotel, people burst with chatter.

"That's a foreign celebrity?"

"He's so handsome."

"How tall was he?"

"He looked like he's the king of somewhere."

The security, which was left to guard the limousine, nodded their heads at the last comment.

Jack entering the hotel looked at the reception desk; the security team was blocking everyone in Jack's path. Even if the person was VIP, he gave side to Jack.

Jack directly went to the reception, and the receptionist was a man who was waiting for Jack to approach because Jack was a foreign person. This receptionist was an expert in handling foreigners.

"I need a suite in his hotel," Jack simply said.

"Yes, sir. We've got many types of suites: the executive suite, the penthouse suite, and the most luxurious is our Presidential Suite." The receptionist said, seeing Jack's mood getting worse by him mentioning so many suites, the receptionist tactically just went to the most luxurious one.

"Alright, I'll be staying there for 7 days." Jack gave his card to the receptionist.

The receptionist took the card and smiled wryly, then said, "Sir, you've got to wait a little, as you're paying with foreign currency. May I check your passport, please?"

Jack nodded at the security captain, who showed the receptionist the passport. Both Jack's German and Australian passports are sufficiently powerful.

"Sir, please follow me," the receptionist said as he left his desk and guided Jack and the others to a buffet where people were dining. The receptionist took Jack to a huge table, and waitresses filled the table with food to the brim.

"Sir, this is our hospitality. Please don't reject it." The receptionist politely said he was feeling nervous when he was leading Jack.

The receptionist was short; he was actually five feet, three inches tall, but in front of Jack, he looked like a baby.

"Sir, your Presidential suite with every feature we can provide will cost you around 70K€ for a seven-day stay," the receptionist quietly said beside Jack's ear.

Jack nodded his head then said, "This card is a no-limit card."

The receptionist gulped, then looked at the ordinary-looking card in awe.

"What are you looking at? Look at this. This card is silver; very beautiful, right? Withdraw 30K€ from it and convert it into your country's money. Jack gave the receptionist his bank card, which has 200K€ but has a limit of 30K€ per day.

"Yeah, sir." After the receptionist took both cards, Jack sat alone at the large table, surrounded by bodyguards. People stared at him strangely, expressing awe, respect, jealousy, and hatred.

Jack didn't mind them; it was 4 or 5 in the morning and he was in no mood to eat food; he wanted a little rest, and there's also a weird thing happening with him.

He was feeling as if it were still nighttime, but it was almost morning in this country.

"Jetlag, heh," Jack chuckled, then grabbed a piece of huge, juicy meat and gave it a bite; it tasted somewhat sweet and spicy at the same time.

Jack liked the flavor of the meat. As he finished the meat, the receptionist returned, carrying a small, brief case.

"Sir, here's 1.9 million pesos that you wanted as a conversion of this country's money. We've taken the payment for the room too. Here's your private butler, Katrina Novarro." The receptionist introduced a beautiful, no-drop-dead beauty that Jack couldn't take his eye off.

Her facial features clearly indicated that she was Filipino, but she was naturally blonde, with red eyes.

Jack couldn't take his eye off her; she was as though she didn't notice Jack was busy taking Jack's luggage and passports from the security captain.

Jack appeared slightly taken aback, realizing that there was someone out there who could ignore him. He looked towards her more and more.

The butler took Jack's luggage and passport, and with security captain Jack went to his room.

Jack, the security team captain, and the lady butler entered the elevator, as the elevator was huge enough but the security didn't have the courage to ride the same elevator as Jack.

Even the security team captain was hesitant, but Jack nodded him to enter. The captain was also a Filipino; he looked like he was an expert at martial arts. Jack and the other two people entered room number 1.

Entering the suite Jack saw a grand living room, a formal dining room, a study, a luxurious master bedroom, and a huge bathroom. He could see the whole suite at a glance from a display that was hanging just beside his entrance door.

" Sir, The Luxaviation's representative will come tomorrow. I've talked with the person, and he said tomorrow maybe afternoon. "Security Captain reported.

"Alright, what about you?"" As Jack was taking off his overcoat, he asked casually.

" Sir, My duty and my team's duty have finished. We've taken you to your destination from the airport safely." The security captain was talking in a formal tone.

Jack relaxed on the couch, which was fluffy and comfortable.

"Alright, go, come tomorrow," Jack waved his hand and dismissed him.

Following the departure of the security captain, Jack embarked on a search for his butler, a stunningly beautiful woman. 'She was wearing a white dress. Where is she? '

Jack walked around the suite to find the butler and saw her shaking in a corner while sitting down facing the wall.

As Jack approached, he heard the girl murmuring something like, "What do I do? What do I do?"

Jack, possessing 'Photographic Memory', is not limited to quickly remembering and understanding what he sees; he can also recall everything he hears. And before coming to the Philippines, he almost did a course on Filipino language on YouTube. So he understands basic Filipino language.

"Is there anything wrong?" Jack gently asked; he reduced his aura as much as possible.

The lady in question shook from head to toe and looked at Jack; her movements were robotic.

"N... nothing. Nothing happened," the lady Butler replied.

"Alright, why are you scared so much?" Jack sweetly smiled at her, then sat beside her.

The lady was looking at Jack's movement with a shocked expression.

"Prince, please don't sit on the ground." She said it in English and even tried to stop Jack with her hands.

Jack held her little hands and asked, "Am I a prince?"

Katrina blushed hard; even her ear tips went red.

"I am no prince," Jack said; he didn't let go of her hands.

"Not a prince?" Katrina asked.

"Nope, you can be at ease around me," Jack smiled at her.

Katrina was so red seeing Jack's smile that she fainted in Jack's arm.

Jack looked at the butler in shock, then he carried her into the bed and closed the door.

There were two bedrooms in the suite; one was the master bedroom, and the other was for guests. Jack laid her down in the guest room.

Jack entered the living room and immediately noticed the large iPad. Opening the iPad, Jack saw what he paid for.

State-of-the-art technology, a fully equipped kitchen, a marble bathroom with a soaking tub and rain shower, a walk-in closet,

Plush sofa, Grand Piano, which was in front of Jack.

The king-sized bed boasts luxurious linens, bedside control panels for lighting and curtains, and panoramic windows.

Luxury car services, including airport transfers and chauffeur-driven excursions around the city.

Seeing the features, Jack smiled then murmured, "The Butler will be this beautiful; I had no idea, they didn't mention about her lol "

Then Jack went to his room and took the rain shower. The cold shower felt good; this country was not that cold yet.

Looking at the time in his bedroom, it was 7 am in the morning.

Jack went to sleep; although he had a good night's sleep yesterday, Jack's brain was not processing anything as the jetlag was too much.

Opening his eyes, Jack saw maybe one of the most beautiful scenes he has witnessed after being born.

In front of him, a beautiful blonde sat on a small, comfortable chair near the tea table, preparing some food.

Her head was moving in a motion, and she was singing a tone. Jack, looking at his butler, was fascinated again.

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