Forbidden Passion

Chapter 276 Arrest

Theodore burst into the hotel, an ominous wave of black-clad bodyguards trailing in his wake. His demand was immediate and uncompromising: every guest was to be expelled. Sensing the brewing storm, the security guard hastily sought out the lobby manager. Upon hearing of Theodore's unexpected arrival, the lobby manager felt a cold dread seep into his veins. He knew that Theodore's presence was a harbinger of trouble. He hurried over, his heart sinking at the sight of the formidable entourage of bodyguards. Memories of Theodore's recent acts of brutality flooded his mind."Theodore," he stammered, "I wish you had given me advance notice. I could have prepared a proper reception for you." Theodore, seated nonchalantly, took a leisurely drag from his cigarette, exhaling a cloud of smoke. "So you could have drugged it, right?"

The manager's forehead broke out in a cold sweat, which he nervously wiped away. "Theodore, I would never dare. We are a reputable establishment." Theodore let out a mocking laugh. "I'm not here for your empty words. Hand over the person."

The manager was thrown into a panic. He couldn't meet Theodore's gaze, acutely aware of the illicit activities the hotel had been involved in. The hotel had always flirted with the boundaries of legality. Over the years, their business had expanded, catering not only to small-time players like Tompson but also to high-profile individuals. The manager knew they had crossed a line. They had lured countless girls, initially unwilling, with the promise of benefits. Eventually, these girls willingly followed the wealthy men. Gradually, the hotel's reputation spread, attracting many influential figures. With their business soaring to such heights, they couldn't afford to offend these powerful individuals. They spared no effort in finding girls of varying appearances to cater to these influential figures' tastes.

trade chain formed over time, with the hotel becoming a hub

someone they shouldn't have, and escaping unscathed seemed unlikely. The lobby manager forced a smile. "Who do you want me to hand over, Theodore?" Theodore's expression hardened, his eyes turning icy. "Are you playing dumb?" His sinister look, the chilling darkness in his eyes, seemed to freeze the surrounding air. No one dared to

trembling. "Theodore, I really don't know who

turned completely icy. "Lawton, go and bring that person to

command, Lawton gestured, and the black-clad bodyguards immediately dispersed, rushing towards the

flustered. "Theodore, what are

sinister and bloodthirsty eyes locked onto the lobby manager,