Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Chapter 395 An Incredible Mother The man following Raegan made his way toward the hotel but was intercepted before entering.

The security guard regarded the man with a slight frown. "I'm sorry, sir, but unless you're a guest of the hotel, entry is not permitted." It wasn't that the security guard took pleasure in demeaning others. It was simply that this man was markedly disheveled. Clad in what was once a white T-shirt now transformed into a stiff, dark hue due to neglect, emitting a pungent odor from a distance.

His face was obscured by a long, unkempt beard, clumps of ice melded within, resembling a cake-like texture.

His fingernails coated with grimy

residue, scarcely a clean spot discernible. This man bore the visage of a homeless individual who had traversed many a weary road.

Challenged by the security guard, the man countered, "Who says I'm not a guest? I am!" The security guard replied, "If that's the case, please provide your name and ID number, and I'll verify it for you." "I'm Brent Hayes, and my niece just entered. Let me go find her," he asserted.

Ever since Brent swindled money from the villagers, he fled abroad the following day, only to recklessly squander three million in less than a day.

That three million hadn't come easily, yet now, he found himself penniless.

In a moment of desperation, Brent resorted to theft, snatching someone's money meant for exchange and fleeing.

The venue's security guards, a formidable bunch, were relentless in their pursuit, ensuring Brent didn’ escape without consequence.

Upon capture, given Brent's prior lavish spending of three million, the venue's boss opted for a brutal punishment, severing three of Brent's fingers as retribution.

Forced to sign an IOU and work off his debt at the venue, Brent faced regular beatings if his performance fell short.

Enduring nearly three years of inhumane treatment, Brent seized an opportunity to escape when the boss let his guard down.

After his escape, Brent found

employment on a fishing boat, where he toiled for a year before returning to homeland.

passed away, leaving him with no support Furthermore, his only niece was nowhere to be found, leaving Brent to navigate his tumultuous

village due to his previous wrongdoings, Brent sought refuge in Ardlens, disguising himself by neglecting personal hygiene

at the entrance of a hotel that

and Stefan's attire and demeanor, it was evident

surge of hope, believing he might finally

hopes were dashed as he was promptly halted at the

his fervent pleas, the security guard remained resolute, refusing to grant Brent entry. "Sir,

list." Brent had provided the name Raegan Hayes, oblivious to the fact

with aggression at the entrance, Brent was promptly escorted to the roadside by the security guard, who

clarification press conference was being

herself as the head of Crescent Studio, identifying herself

"Damn it! The bitch becomes wealthy and forsakes me, even going as far as changing her surname!" Ranting fervently by the

a gleaming silver luxury car was stationed nearby. Katie was

Brent's utterances, Katie grasped he appeared to have a connection to Raegan. However, it

intentions.

him in entering." During the press conference at the hotel, the inquiries

this marks your inaugural prominent engagement with Arthen Entertainment, how do you intend to rectify this substantial blunder?" "Given your distinction as a top graduate of Astraea University

to pass it off as your own?" Raegan simply listened. Then, she offered a

sincerest gratitude to all of you for attending this press conference. 1 assure you that every finalized creation from Crescent bears my personal design. I have never delegated this responsibility, thus eliminating any possibility of

original

early stages of my design exploration. I am grateful to

Dream Studio's designs..." Before Raegan could conclude, a woman wearing a hat and sunglasses hastily made her way to the front row, exclaiming, "Do not deny it! You have plagiarized, and I possess evidence!" Elin attempted to advance,

glint in her eyes, Raegan inquired, "What evidence do you possess?" The woman, exuding arrogance, asserted, "I'm an employee of

proceeded to exhibit a video depicting Elin negotiating with Dream Studio's employee under Raegan's instruction and presented printed transaction records on oversized paper, ready for journalists to

the journalists erupted with