A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO

Chapter 940 A Brewing Crisis

The hotel’s general manager led a group of people, marching with determination toward the fifth-floor restaurant.

A brewing storm of tension filled the air.

As the elevator doors parted, the employees in the corridor were gripped by fear. They quickly lowered their heads, trembling as they greeted the approaching figure, “Mr. Patton!”

Aden Patton completely ignored them, his face filled with anger as he made a beeline for the restaurant.

“Hey, what’s going on, really?”

“I have no idea. I’ve never seen Mr. Patton this furious before.”

“Someone must’ve stirred up a major problem!”

As Aden moved further away, the employees immediately began to whisper among themselves, secretly hoping not to get caught in the crossfire.

After all, being part of the Luxoria Hotel staff had its advantages.

returned

curiously asked, “Liza, is that woman truly the infamous troublemaker that’s been making headlines in Yeringham recently? She does look attractive, but I never expected her to have such

she spoke, her eyes held a tinge of

“Yeah, that’s her!”.

school, relying on her figure. She was good at picking fights and getting into brawls, but a lot of guys pursued her. So, she

on their looks when they’re young, and once they hit their thirties and experience divorce, scandals like this come out. Whether she can find a husband in the future is questionable. She probably fancied herself as some sort

her nodded and

general, could be quite petty

grudges, they could detest

female celebrities or public figures were

surprise, just as the supervisor finished speaking, another subordinate hurriedly ran in and exclaimed, “Ms. Raven, this is bad! Mr. Berry is demanding your immediate presence, and by the way, who was serving at table number 13 just now? Both of you are

What?

Get out?

subordinate’s face. “You’ve got some

had been working at the hotel for almost a decade, starting as a waitress and only

reprimands and mistreatment from supervisors. Who hadn’t

waitress stood there in silence, looking wounded. She had merely passed on the message;

better see Mr. Berry