Chapter 228

As the guards were scattered like bowling pins, the portly manager's face drained. He attempted to make a run for it, his hefty frame slowing him down. Liam was on him in a flash, grabbing the back of his shirt and hurling him through the hotel's front door, which shattered on impact. The manager hit the ground hard, coughing up blood.

Struggling, the manager fished out his cell phone, his hands shaking as he dialed a number. "It's... it's a disaster, boss, a real mess. Someone's trashed the place..."

While the manager was on the phone, Liam had already cleared a path through the security detail and was back at the private room he had left earlier. The corridor behind him was a mess, with hotel guards strewn about in disarray.

Inside the private room, Samara and her companions waited with bated breath.

One of the women Liam had knocked away, a hefty one, clutched her head and bellowed with rage, "Hmph! That wench Celena and Liam, they had the nerve to hit me! They won't get away with this. I'm calling my dad and his crew over right now! They're going to regret crossing me!"

Fuming, she snatched up her phone and dialed her family's number without hesitation.

was the infamous Quim Wakelin of Drunham City. The city's underworld was split into four territories, and Quim ruled over

urgent plea, quickly responded, "Absolutely, call your dad right now to bring help! There's no way Liam

a shiver

security guard echoed from the doorway, making everyone

He had arrived!

instant, Liam's bloodstained figure loomed in the

the others went white as sheets. Their legs turned

scream. "Stay back! You hear me? This is my family's hotel, and you're in big trouble. My dad's probably on his way, and if you lay a finger on

a piece of her mind, was then so

playing the untouchable heiress. Her temper was quick and fierce, and she never

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