Chapter 1097 Master Holt From Brimmopolis
In the private room, a group of immactely dressed men surrounded a man in a ck Armani suit.
They wore ttering looks on their faces as they showered him with praises, "Mr. Holt, you''re indeed
a heart-throb. No girl can resist your charms."
"After you touched that prettydy''s bum, she couldn''t even bring herself to get mad at you. We''re
more than willing to lose this bet."
The man dressed in a suit, whom they addressed as Mr. Holt, answered with a smug expression,
"Back in Brimmopolis, they call me adies'' man and the p**** conqueror. The number of women
I''ve been with can easily top the number of clothes you have in your wardrobe. Did you think I
wouldn''t live up to my reputation?"
Just then, Nathan walked in.
Everyone in the room instantly quiet down, frowning at the outsider.
"Who the hell are you? Who let you in?" Mr. Holt eximed with displeasure in his
tone.
Nathan ignored his question, and asked in a nonchnt tone, "Were you the one who harassed my
friend outside just now?"
Mr. Holt noticed Penny and Grace trailing behind Nathan just then. He nced at Grace and finally
understood what this was all about. A smile that formed on his lips as he threw a question back at
Nathan, "Your wife?"
"My friend," Nathan growled lowly.
Mr. Holt grinned widely. "If she''s not your wife, then it''s none of your concern. Now get out!"
Nathan''s jaw clenched when he heard this.
The hotel owner, Ross Cabana, hurried over with a group of hotel security guards at that moment.
Ross had a look of panic on his face when he queried, "Mr. Cross, what''s the matter?"
Nathan pointed to Mr. Holt and said, "You are here just in time. This guy harassed my friend. You''re
the boss here. Either you take care of this matter in a way that satisfies us, or I do it myself."
In the private room, the group of people surrounding Mr. Holt curled their lips at Nathan. Then, they
turned to look at Ross with amusement.
As expected, sweat beaded on Ross'' forehead as he was caught amidst the conflict between
Nathan and Mr. Holt. His face showed just how awkward he felt to be put in such a tough spot.
Ross lowered his voice when he spoke, "Mr. Cross, this is the son of the Brimmopolis'' Holt family,
Gerard Holt!"
"The Holt''s from Brimmopolis are considered wealthy and powerful, and most people can''t afford to
offend them. I don''t think this matter is that big of a deal, so can you let it go for my sake?"
Ross didn''t know what else to do.
He knew that Nathan was the head of the
Cross family, and also the president of the Cross Group''s husband. Hence, he was equally
distinguished.
But he knew better than anyone that Gerard Holt was the precious son of the wealthy Holt family
from Brimmopolis, whom he really couldn''t afford to offend!
To him, a dispute between Nathan and Gerard resembled a war between the gods. He couldn''t
afford to get on their bad side. So, all he could do was persuade them to make peace.
When Nathan saw how Ross was trying to mediate between the two sides, he asked with a chilly
smile, "Is Gerard Holt your friend?"
"Well...” Ross hesitated a little as he racked his brain for an answer.
"Answer me. Is he your friend?" Nathan coldly repeated his question.
Ross was intimidated by Nathan''s oppressive aura. He realized that Nathan was really angry so he
quickly shook his head in response. "No, he''s not my friend. He''s just a guest of the hotel, but he''s
from the Holt family of Brimmopolis..."
"That settles it then," Nathan didn''t wait for Ross to finish his sentence, butting in directly.
"My friend was harassed by this degenerate within the walls of your hotel. Shouldn''t you take
responsibility?"
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Ross steeled himself and answered, "I should!"
Nathan nodded. "Good. So, how are you going to do this? Call the police here to arrest him, or get
the security guards to take him to the police station?"
Ross was already sweating profusely by then. "I... I..."
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