A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO

Love At The 1901

Chapter 1901 The Grandmaster Arrives

“We’re about to zap you from head to toe!” the lead security guard snapped,

reaching for his stun gun.

“Hold on!” the hotel manager’s voice called from inside, causing the guard to freeze. “Everyone, clear the way!”

The manager’s eyes widened when he realized who was at the door. Even if I

don’t know Sage, I recognize Emmanuel Lowe. He’s Ms. Quillen’s husband and the Grandmaster of Nuthana. Shockingly, these twenty–four security guards

dared to challenge him. Are they looking for trouble?

“Mr. Lowe, I’m really sorry for the mix–up. If we’d known you were attending, we would have handled this differently,” the manager apologized, forcing a

polite smile.

Emmanuel’s expression remained icy. He looked at the manager with a cold smirk and replied, “Handled differently? Afraid your boss won’t make it out?”

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Chapter 1901 The Grandmaster Arrives

“Huh? I…” The manager was taken aback, clearly surprised by Emmanuel’s

insight.

“Step aside and keep quiet if you don’t want things to worsen!” Emmanuel

warned before striding past them.

Sage followed right behind. Seeing that Emmanuel wasn’t escalating things,

he went inside, too.

“They’re so full of themselves! I’d love to put them in their place!” the lead guard muttered while glaring at Emmanuel’s back, clearly itching to fight.

“Put them in their place? Against the Grandmaster of Nuthana? Good luck

manager stated

confidence.

of the guards whispered, “He’s

of Nuthana?”

his

BBB

The

got such a

guards exchanged

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chatter, Emmanuel noticed the manager pulling out his

for backup. Emmanuel swiftly

make sure to warn

He

especially their

broke out at the

out one after another.

Emmanuel headed straight for the

revenge was clear. A few people hesitated to join him,

to share the

elevator, selecting the 10th floor.

featuring an opulent banquet

a thousand

A

on the 10th floor,

attention of a provocatively dressed woman.

looked anxious and practically

got to help me! I won’t be

family will be done for Jacob

a fortune–just 60,000! I

were dark with worry, and his complexion was ashen as he held

trying to get into

saying a word.

Jacob asked,

she got through, he’d be left

Milani stated flatly, her tone

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