“Excuse me, sir, how may I assist you?” the waiter asked with a polite smile.

“Cut the chatter. Just go call them. It’s nothing bad.” Dustin dismissed him with a wave.

The waiter’s smile froze momentarily.

“Please wait here.” He turned and walked away.

The group exchanged puzzled glances, as they were unsure of Dustin’s intentions.

“Dustin, what are you up to?” Keller frowned as he asked.

“Didn’t you all look down on me, saying that I couldn’t even afford one night in this hotel?” Dustin smirked. “Let me prove otherwise.”

The group froze for a second.

Ellen’s face twisted.

She had only meant to mock Dustin for being poor.

Who could afford to splurge on a night here out of spite?

“I didn’t mean…” she began, but Franklin raised his hand and cut her off.

“Let’s see how he plans to prove it,” he said, as he was clearly intrigued.

He did not think Dustin would make a scene for no reason.

But how exactly did he plan to demonstrate his financial capacity