My Substitute CEO Bride

Chapter 1222

“Where’s Anderson Jones?”

Artoile clasped his hands behind his back as he spoke in that unfriendly tone.

“H-He’s probably in the toilet,” Sicard answered somewhat sheepishly.

Had Anderson gotten himself into trouble?

Artoilé scoffed. “Did he go use the toilets at the Empire Hotel?”

Given everything, Sicard’s title as a general would go to waste if he had not already figured out what was going on.

Anderson’s previous request to undertake the Empire Hotel had been rejected.

The only reason he was at the Empire Hotel again was probably because he was there to cause trouble.

Sicard gulped. “W-What’s he doing at the Empire Hotel?”

“This had better have nothing to do with you. If not, I’ll kill you as well!”

Artoile huffed before he strode off, his bodyguard following closely.

Sicard returned to his room, grabbed a jacket, and hurried out as well.

20 minutes later, over a dozen patrol cars led a dozen trucks that each carried soldiers to park on the main road leading to the Empire Hotel.

The roads were relatively empty today since the Empire Hotel was not open for business that day.

immediately caught sight of the soldiers standing outside

should have stuck to his intuition and stopped Anderson

what was going on, there was no way this would be a friendly exchange.

all the kindness he had shown him

you all

than his

looks of gloom immediately appeared on their

bellowed, “Get in

soldiers immediately got in

his face devoid of

50s, his presence

of you, return to the Southern Territory for

gaze across everyone present.

of them felt terrible and displayed unpleasant expressions.

was one of the most horrendous training plans the Warden had ever

entered Dark Mountain, they would, at the very least, emerge with a layer of skin removed from their body-and that was if they did

Sicard suddenly bellowed.

immediately snapped to attention.

“Right turn!

“Begin jogging!”

Sicard’s lips, all 2,000 soldiers began jogging.

walked toward the hotel

big bloke standing at the door, Bertram, made way

were sitting on the