My Substitute CEO Bride

Chapter 1222

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.

caught

to his intuition and stopped Anderson

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

had shown

you all doing

traveled faster than his feet

turned to where the source of the sound was, and looks of gloom immediately appeared

bellowed, “Get

immediately got

face devoid of any expression.

already past his 50s,

Territory for a month’s worth of Dark Mountain Special Training!”

swept his gaze

of them felt terrible and

Dark Mountain Special Training was one of the most

of skin removed from their

suddenly

immediately snapped to attention.

“Right turn!

“Begin jogging!”

commands left Sicard’s lips, all

toward the hotel

standing at the door, Bertram, made

and the others were

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