The Groom Switch — The Rooftop Imposter

Manager, this is Elliot. Reserve a private room. Mr. Crawford wants a private room? Of course. Welcome back, Miss Eileen. Yes, I'm married. My husband is not Lucas.

Prepare the rooftop restaurant for tomorrow noon. I'll be having lunch with my husband. Tomorrow noon. The young miss is dining upstairs. Be at your best. Yes, sir! Monica, what does the iris look like?

I don't know. Whoever goes upstairs later must be her. Park this for me. Take me upstairs. That shabby girl is the iris? Evelyn, you actually booked the rooftop private room?

That's only for the Iris. How considerate of you. It's no big deal. Evelyn, are you the Ashford Iris? You hid it so well.

The real Iris won't show. I'll keep pretending. These peasants will never know. My dad made me keep a low profile to avoid gold diggers. No wonder I got the hundred-tillion-dollar deal. It was all because of you.

Am I blind? You really think you can enter the Ashford Hotel dressed like that?