Chapter 84

Charlotte and Isabelle covered their mouths in shock as they looked toward the guest who had just spoken.

Visibly taken aback, Charlotte remarked, "He's the son of a branch manager? I never would've guessed."

Isabelle agreed, saying, "The branch on Ninefort Street is pretty big! No wonder this guy's so arrogant. The hotel manager probably won't mess with him now."

Leaning against the staircase railing, I watched the scene unfold with a smile.

Victor wouldn't mess with him now? Oh, please. Even if his dad were the general manager of the whole bank, he'd still have to watch himself.

Sure enough, when Victor heard who the guy was, he didn't even flinch. In fact, he got even more brazen.

"If you think your dad's such a big deal, why don't you call him and see what he has to say about this?"

The young man, clearly full of himself, snapped back, "Fine! I'll call him right now. Don't you fucking regret it!"

dialed a number before putting it on speaker

manager knows who you are but is

am? Who's looking for trouble? Go ahead and smash every painting

young man was so reckless-the apple clearly did not fall

"Mr. Powell, that's pretty bold of

is this? How do you know my

a few days ago? You were toasting me,

the other end for a moment. Then,

right.

you tell me earlier that the person you offended was Mr. Hart? I'm so sorry, Mr. Hart.

caused enough trouble! Hurry up

dumbfounded. He probably never imagined that his bank manager father would be so afraid of a boutique

own authority-he represented

the gravity of the situation, the young man

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