"What?!!! What do you an she’s already registered in the system?" Sienna shrieked, her voice rising in disbelief. The thought that the person she had just been looking down on could be more important than her was too much to accept. She refused to believe it.
Hera wasn’t particularly surprised by the news. Just like her phone, which was connected to the Avery’s system and automatically recognized whenever she made a reservation at any company under the Avery na, her card worked the sa way. Not only was it linked to all the companies for her inco, but it also served as a mbership card for any Avery-owned establishnt.
Initially, Hera assud the manager was fully aware of her connection to the Avery system, which is why he requested her black card. However, his surprised reaction revealed that while he recognized the card, he wasn’t aware of its full capabilities. Deciding to play along, Hera, along with the manager, ignored Sienna’s outburst and continued the conversation.
"In that case, please register this gentleman for a mbership card," Hera said, gesturing towards Bry’s father. "And could you also upgrade this young man’s mbership card as well?" she added, pointing to Gael.
Although Hera didn’t know Gael well and hadn’t ford a positive impression of him initially, the fact that he tried to stand up for her against Sienna earned him so redemption in her eyes. Besides, upgrading his mbership was a perfect way to irritate Sienna even more—especially after she had just been bragging about her platinum card.
How satisfying it would be to see the person who looked down on her crumble when they realized soone they despised held an even better card. That would certainly shatter Sienna’s ego, and Hera couldn’t wait to see it happen. Her smile widened, her eyes narrowing with a touch of wicked delight as her inner villainess reveled in the unfolding drama. She was ready to watch soone cry out of embarrassnt, knowing full well it wouldn’t be her.
Sure enough, the mont Hera finished speaking, Sienna’s temper flared. She looked like a raging bull ready to charge, her eyes burning with fury as her knuckles turned white from clenching her fists so tightly. It was clear she wanted nothing more than to march over and slap Hera, but with the manager still present, all she could do was glare daggers at her.
The manager noticed Sienna’s barely contained fury but chose to follow Hera’s lead. "Of course, Miss Ainsley," he responded smoothly. "Let’s head inside. I’ll have soone take care of the paperwork for your guests while we relax and discuss things further." He respectfully returned Hera’s black card with both hands, and once she placed it back in her bag, he escorted them out of the lobby and into a private lounge reserved exclusively for the Avery family.
Their procession through the racecourse caused quite a stir, with everyone turning to watch as the manager personally escorted Hera and her group. The sight of the establishnt’s top official catering to them sparked imdiate chatter, and soon, the events in the lobby beca the talk of the day, spreading like wildfire among those who had witnessed the confrontation and those eager to hear the latest gossip.
Naturally, Sienna beca the target of ridicule in the ensuing gossip. Each ti soone glanced her way with a knowing smirk, she felt her face burn with embarrassnt. Her resentnt toward Hera deepened, but despite her urge to leave imdiately, she couldn’t abandon her plans so easily. Forced to swallow her anger and frustration, she stayed, seething inside.
anwhile, Hera and her companions were ushered into an elegant room featuring floor-to-ceiling windows that offered a panoramic view of the racecourse. From their vantage point, they could see nurous people racing their horses on the track, while others relaxed on the balcony beneath white umbrellas, seated on comfortable chairs with tables set around the balcony.
Adjacent to the balcony was a coffee shop renowned for its premium brews, featuring coffee beans sourced directly from the Avery family’s own plantations. Among the most coveted offerings was the Black Ivory, commonly known as "Kopi Luwak," priced at $2,500 per kilogram. This rare and highly sought-after coffee was a favorite among mbers, who frequented the shop to savor its exceptional quality. So of the mbers were allowed to purchase a maximum of five kilograms per month, making it a prized and exclusive treat.
The quantity of Black Ivory coffee a mber could purchase each month varied based on their mbership level: bronze mbers were limited to 1 kilogram, silver mbers to 2 kilograms, gold mbers to 3.5 kilograms, and platinum mbers could buy up to 5 kilograms. Platinum mberships were scarce, making the benefits highly exclusive. However, with her black card, Hera had the privilege of having as much Black Ivory as she desired every day. Bry’s father and Gael, now equipped with black platinum mbership cards, were similarly entitled to acquire up to 30 kilograms of the coveted coffee each month.
The production of Black Ivory coffee was labor-intensive and challenging, resulting in a limited supply that necessitated strict purchase limits for mbers. Despite efforts to increase the number of Asian palm civets to increase the production of the said coffee bean, the supply remained insufficient to et the high demand. Additionally, the Avery executives received a small allocation of this premium coffee—just one kilogram each per month—which further constrained the inventory available for mbers.
Fortunately, aside from the coveted Black Ivory coffee, the racecourse also offered other premium varieties like Tanzania Peaberry, Hawaii Kona, Nicaraguan coffee, and many more. These options, while rare and delicious in their own right, were more affordable compared to the Black Ivory. However, in high society, the allure of exclusivity and price often dictates preference. The rarer and more expensive an item is, the more it attracts attention and desire. As a result, these alternative coffee beans were considered secondary choices for those seeking the pinnacle of luxury.
As Hera gazed out at the expansive racecourse, with people engaging in various activities, she marveled at the imnse power and influence of the Avery family. It was remarkable how such high-profile individuals flocked to this place just to sample their exclusive coffee and enjoy the vast land for horseback riding. The racecourse offered even more anities and activities for its mbers, but Hera knew she wouldn’t have ti to explore all of them.
She glanced back into the room and noticed a shelf on her right side. The shelf, with its uneven arrangent, displayed an array of antique vases from various eras and countries. Each vase was encased in its own glass cover, complete with na tags such as "The Pinner Qing Dynasty Vase," "The 600-Year-Old Ming Dynasty Vase," and others, highlighting their historical significance.
Hera was captivated by the impeccable preservation of each vase, marveling at how their vibrant colors and lustrous finishes had endured through the ages. To her left, a collection of porcelain plates showcased intricate, colorful paintings that transford the plates into canvases of remarkable artistry. The stunning detail and creativity on display were truly breathtaking.
Despite its modern, minimalist furniture, the room exuded understated luxury, with millions worth of art and design pieces carefully curated to create an atmosphere of refined elegance. The room’s simplicity was complented by strategically placed bonsai plants, adding a touch of vibrant color and life to the space.
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