Chapter 187. Elaine

June POV

The phone on the reception desk rings, sharp and insistent. Kayla snatches it up, her eyes widening as she listens.

“June…” she whispers, covering the receiver. “You won’t believe this. The Van Der Linds — the millionaires from Zurich — they just confirmed. They want the villa next week.”

I don’t look up from the tablet in my hands. The guest schedules scroll beneath my thumb, neat and controlled.

“Did you lock in their jet?” I ask calmly.

Kayla nods fast. “Yes. But they want an extra staff member for dinners, a private chef flown in from Paris, and fresh roses every evening. They said they want everything exactly how it was last year.”

“Then we give them exactly that.”

I finally look up at her. “Call the chef.