StoryNovelChapter 1304 The Empire Hotel was bustling with activity. On the eighth floor was the public hall, spacious enough to accommodate 30 tables.
However, Nash had instructed for only ten tables to be set up.
With so few guests in recent days, the hotel staff had been idle and did not prepare any extra food.
Follow current on NovelEnglish.netThe sudden need for a banquet threw the entire hotel into a frenzy. Shanice almost wore out the intetrying to coordinate everything.
Eight graceful hostesses stood on either side of the hotel entrance in dresses sporting high slits. Their shapely figures were eye-catching, their legs revealing pale, fair skin.
As three Rolls-Royces that cost millions pulled into the parking lot, Enzo, Shanice, and the hostesses immediately snapped to attention. It was rare for the Empire Hotel to receive Rolls-Royce owners as guests, let alone three at once.
Nine people emerged from the three cars, led by a spirited octogenarian.
“Grandpa... Even if you praise him endlessly, | won't be swayed. I'm fond of the prodigy we got from Horton City. Irvine managed to achieve the grandmaster status at the age of 25! If it weren't for your call, I'd be attending his 25th birthday banquet today!” A displeased young woman by the old man’s side spoke.
She was Lulu Clarke, the wealthy daughter of the Clarke family in Cazadibe. At only 23, her annual inchad already reached billions.
Despite being at the age of marriage, she found no interest in ordinary men. In the entirety of Cazadine, Irvine Baker was the only one who managed to catch her attention.
“Silly girl, Irvine might be remarkably talented, but compared to Mr. Calcraft, he’s nothing more than an ant!” The old man’s eyes were filled with emotion, his mind still replaying the scene from earlier in the afternoon. Nash had faced the entire Southern Martial Alliance without hesitation. The King of Eastjon, the Lord of Henley, as well as the Murphys, had willingly bowed to him.
Follow current on NovelEnglish.netWhen the lower-level martial artists and business families departed, everyone believed Nash would face a loss.
However, four hours later, Nash left peacefully with numerous Mystique Loyalty Realm experts. There was no further news from the Southern Martial Alliance.
The others could not enter Mirror Lake to investigate, and surveillance footage of the area had been taken away by officials, leaving them clueless.
However, everyone knew deep down that Nash's survival meant the Southern Martial Alliance’s plan had been utterly derailed.
Nash had organized this banquet mainly to entertain the friends of the allied teams. The Clarkes and the Sloans were rather well- acquainted, which was how they got the opportunity to attend the banquet, “Grandpa, | won't allow you to insult Irvine. There's no one in this world who's stronger than him!” Lulu roared with heightened emotions.
Lars Clarke shook his head. “Lulu, you'll understand how small Irvine's existence is as compared to Nash tonight.” One's circle determined their perspective. Before this, Lars had believed the Sloans of Henley City to be the most powerful family in Drakonia. It was not until today’s events that he realized even they had moments where they would hold their tongue and not dare to speak up.
“Welcome!” The eight hostesses greeted with smiles, their voices harmonious and pleasing to the ears.
Enzo had a list of names in his hands, which included the friends of his boss’ friends. “Hello, please state your nand affiliation.” “I'm Lars Clarke, the head of the Clarke family of Cazadine. This is my granddaughter, Lulu Clarke,” Lars said with a smile, not withholding his respect for the security manager Enjoy Ad-Free Reading>>
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