Chapter 1570


    Phoebe gazed at Chauncey arrogantly. “You know who we are?” she questioned.


    “Of course. I am from Brimmopolis. I know who you are, Ms. Davies,” he responded at once.


    “Good. From today onward, we are requisitioning this hotel. Only certain people are allowed to


    come and leave. Outsiders will not be weed.”


    Chauncey was pleasantly surprised.


    Then he quickly remembered that Nathan had booked the entire hotel today.


    Stumped, he stuttered, “I''m afraid not today, Ms. Davies.”


    At his words, Phoebe''s expression hardened.


    Donnie demanded, “What do you mean? Is Ms. Davies not important enough?”


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    Marshall grabbed Chauncey''s cor and yelled, “How dare you reject Ms. Davies'' request? Do you


    have a death wish? Or do you want your hotel to go bankrupt?”


    Chauncey''s knees almost gave way to Phoebe and the rich brats.


    He pleaded, “Ms. Davies, Mr. Waters, Mr. Herrington. I would love to do so, but the General of


    North, Nathan Cross, has already reserved our whole hotel today. I can''t go against him, can I?”


    Phoebe scoffed. “So? You can go against us?”


    In fact, Phoebe and the young men came here because of Nathan.


    When they arrived in Channing, they found out Nathan would be celebrating his wife''s birthday here


    in Crescent Moon Hotel.


    Phoebe and the rest came to Channing to cross Nathan.


    Hence, they arrived at Crescent Moon Hotel and demanded Chauncey to make way for them.


    Meanwhile, Chauncey was about to grovel at their feet.


    After all, he couldn''t afford to offend the General of the North or Phoebe and her entourage!


    It was as if he was stuck between a fight of the rich and powerful.


    “Ms. Davies, please don''t make this difficult for me,” he implored. “I can''t afford to offend any of you.


    Please!”


    Phoebe petted her pet dog and sneered, “Do I look like I''m joking? My dog, ckie is celebrating its


    first birthday today. I want to book the entire hotel to celebrate its birthday.”


    “Nathan should go elsewhere to celebrate his wife''s birthday,” she dered smugly.


    Donnie spoke. “Mr. Stanson, you''re afraid of Nathan but not us? We can close your hotel any


    minute!”


    Marshall mocked. “That''s right. Nathan might be influential, but he''s in the military. There are many


    political leaders in my family. It will be terribly easy for me to teach you a lesson.”


    Chauncey''s expression fell.


    “Hold on, let me contact Mr. Cross and ask him,” he suggested.


    He scurried away and whipped his phone out to call Nathan through the phone number thetter left


    yesterday.


    Colin picked up his call.


    After getting to know everything, Colin hung up and informed Nathan. “General, something has


    happened.”


    Nathan knitted his brows. “What''s wrong?”


    Colin replied, “It''s Crescent Moon Hotel. Phoebe Davies wants to book the hotel to celebrate her


    dog''s first birthday. She ims you should go elsewhere to celebrate Mrs. Cross'' birthday.”


    A shadow slipped across Nathan''s face when he heard those words.