His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0634 9q At Erhard's command, more than20 bodyguards rushed forward from all sides without hesitation, gesturing to push I Alexander to the floor.

' Suddenly... I "Stop!" About 20 meters away, at the entrance of the banquet hall on the top floor, a low voice suddenly emerged. "Who dares to cause a scene up here? How unruly!" Erhard raised his eyebrows and unconsciously turned his head to look, and he was stunned.

He saw five young men. One wore a jockey suit, one wore a golf shirt, two were wearing casual suits, and the last one had slippers on his feet. What kind of outfit was that, and who were they? Erhard did not know any of them!

"This just isn't my day, it seems. Where did you come from, and how dare you get I your nose in my business?" \ Erhard stood up from his seat and glared at the five young masters who had just I passed through the entrance of the I banquet hall, his voice carrying undisguised sarcasm as he said, "Who called me unruly? I think you're the unruly one! "How dare you tell me what to do? This banquet hall has already been booked by me, So you can go wherever you want and mind your own business!" The footsteps of the five great young masters stopped, and their eyes fell on Erhard's face in unison.

They knew immediately what had happened. They realized why Temple Master Kane had summoned them. It turned out that an idiot, who did not know any better, was blabbering and flexing his power,

They were in the Springvale Grand Hotel, a seven-star hotel on the third ring of I Mosgas City, owned by the Foster family, 4 one of the five great tycoon families.

"Did you just say that the banquet hall I was booked by you? Very well, then." fi One of the five men was Karl Foster. He, glared at Erhard before pulling out his phone from his suit pocket, his finger quickly clicking on the screen. An unusually short message was immediately sent to the Springvale Grand Hotel's General Manager, Simon Gisselle. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

[Who's on duty today? Get him up here now!] In less than two minutes after the text message was sent...

"Young, young master!" At the entrance to the banquet hall, a middle-aged man in a suit ran in, panting. He was startled to see Karl from

adistance. "I didn't know you were coming. Please forgive me, young I master!" ks Karl snorted, his gaze landed on Erhard's face as he snapped, ""Do you know this man? Were you the one who let him rent the banquet hall on the top floor? Cancel the reservation and tell him to get lost!" The middle-aged man's heart sank as he received the shock of his life. He was the duty manager of Springvale Grand Hotel, Cheeze Ferell. He was quite close to the boss of Eastwood Jewelry, who was Erhard's father, Kaiden Eastwood.

Evelyn was organizing the reunion party to show off to her former classmates, so Erhard specifically contacted Cheeze to book the top-floor banquet hall for the day.

Regardless of age or seniority, Erhard should be respectful to Cheeze, for he was ~~ adear friend of his father's.

"Mister Ferrell?" Erhard had already walked over to Cheeze's side and pointed I at Karl with a confused look on his face, * "Did you just call him a young master? What family is he from to scare you so much?" Erhard puffed his chest. "Don't you worry, Mister Ferrell. There's nothing the Eastwood family can't handle in this part of Mosgas City! No matter which young master he is, [—" A sudden slap landed firmly on Erhard's face, cutting his sentence.

"How dare you!" Cheeze's right hand, which had slapped Erhard's face, was in mid-air. Cheeze stared at the stunned Erhard and hissed through gritted teeth, "How dare you insult the young master? Even if you had ten lives, it wouldn't be enough to save your ass today! Standing before you is the young master of the Foster family, owner of the Springvale Grand

Hotel!"