Chapter 8: The bet

"This guy is dead meat now."

"Oh, yes, I'm sure he would be beaten to pulp. You want to joke at a 7-star hotel."

"Beat him, Sir, he sneaked in here; look at how dirty he is; he's only going to drive customers away." Charlotte said again

The man in red was angry; he had not seen Ethan's face yet because there were others also standing beside him.

"Who's he? Who dares cause trouble in the hotel?" He asked

"It's him." Charlotte raised a finger and pointed at Ethan.

Following the finger's direction, his eyes narrowed to where it was pointing. His eyes met Ethan's.

"Wish!"

The security guard's body vibrated as his eyes met Ethan's. How can he forget him? He's their young master. Without a delay, he quickly walked towards Ethan.

As he walked towards Ethan, he couldn't help but feel a mixture of fear and surprise. He had been ready to deal with whoever was causing trouble, and now he was faced with the young master of the hotel. He quickly composed himself and smiled respectfully at Ethan