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.

got out of their car, and they immediately caught sight of the soldiers standing outside the hotel. Sicard

should have stuck to his intuition and

what was going on, there

Anderson would remember all the kindness he had shown him and not rat him

are you all

than

the source of the sound was, and looks of gloom immediately

bellowed, “Get in formation!”

2,000 soldiers immediately got

his face devoid of any

he was already past his 50s, his presence was

of you, return to the Southern Territory for a month’s worth of

swept his gaze

felt terrible and displayed unpleasant expressions.

most horrendous training plans

the very least, emerge with a layer of skin removed from their body-and that was if they did not end

suddenly

soldiers immediately snapped

“Right turn!

“Begin jogging!”

commands left Sicard’s lips,

Artoile walked toward the hotel entrance.

big bloke standing at the door, Bertram, made way for them.

the lobby, Nash and the others were sitting