The guardian's sword

The Guardian’s Sword By Talking Cigarette Chapter 83

The lobby manager could not help muttering to himself.

“I don’t know…”

The general manager shook his head slightly, a little hesitantly.

“Don’t ask, and don’t talk.

“You just need to know that there are some things that we can never mess with.” Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

The general manager slowly waved his hand and changed the topic.

“Sir, don’t worry. I’ll handle this as per their requirements.”

The lobby manager dared not ask any more questions for fear that he would bring disaster to himself if

he knew more about it.

“I will take care of it myself.”

The middle–aged man said and slowly entered the hotel.

***

Emperor Business Entertainment Club.

In a lavishly decorated private room.

Quill and Simon were each half–stretched out on the soft couch.

The water in the gold–plated basin beneath their feet felt just right.

They were both in their nightrobes, slouching.

Each of them was having the time of their lives with beautiful women in their arms left and right.

Quill and Simon soaked their feet as they enjoyed massages and swirling their glass of fine wine.

If they wanted to eat a grape, the beautiful women beside them would peel it and feed it to their

mouths.

They were truly living the life of a king.

“Simon, you did a good job on this one.”

Quill said with a smile after swirling his wine glass and sniffing it at the tip of his

nose.

He was referring to the fact that Simon cooperated with him to take credit for the

Larson family.

“You’re welcome, Young Master Zimmer. I was also very upset about that loser anyway.”

Simon hesitated but eventually did not tell him that Sean had hit him.

After all, it was humiliating to tell others about it.

“Is the Larson family really cooperating with you because of Sean?”

“I had someone ask around. Sean and Mr. Larson had seen each other twice in the last few days.”

Quill scratched his chin, still wondering why the Larson family would help the Quinn family.

“If he’s that capable, I, Simon Quinn, will take his last name!”

Simon was furious at the mention of Sean.

He would always remember Sean slapping him in front of the Quinn family.

“Haha… Let’s not talk about it.

“Anyone knows that it’s my victory now.

“No one can change that.

“I’ve booked Riverleaf Lakeside Hotel and will propose to Willow when the time

comes.

“It’s on the 9th of next month.”

“The 9th?”

“I think it’s Willow’s birthday.”

Simon paused and said uncertainly.

“I’m not sure about that.

“But I do know that the 9th is exactly two years ago when Sean joined the Quinn family. Isn’t it?”

It was only after Quill had finished speaking that Simon realized it.