Chapter 141

The security guard's single punch sent the drunkard sprawling. He then skidded across the ground for a distance.

Wiping his hands on his uniform, the guard scoffed. "Trying to act tough in the Monroe Pavilion with so little money, huh? You were told to make an appointment and get in line! Just follow the rules. Mr. Sirius would have my hide if I let you in."

Witnessing this, the drunkard's underlings were terrified. They quickly scooped him up before fleeing.

They were from Valyr City, and they were savvy enough to understand the implications. The presence of such a capable guard made it apparent that the hotel's owner was not someone to trifle with.

Their boss, who was in town for business, had heard about the Monroe Pavilion and decided to check it out, only to walk into such a scene.

Frederick was taken aback by what he saw. He recognized the Monroe Pavilion's assertive control. Even arriving with a million in cash didn't spare you from a beating if you lacked an appointment.