Chapter 114. Who Is the Brother-in-Law?

"Let us leave this place; it is ill-suited for such conversations. This time, I've brought along quite a few guards for protection." he whispered, the weight of his words palpable: "Later, make your way to the presidential suite. I've prepared a private room for you there. Once you enter, present this card, and my men will attend to you."

As he spoke, Dieter delicately extracted a golden card from his person. This shimmering piece, laminated with a thin layer of gold and embedded with a sophisticated chip, could identify its owner's prestige. It was one of the most sought-after cards at the Royalty Hotel. Not just a symbol of affluence, it was also an emblem of one's status. Winston's eyes sparkled with a mix of admiration and envy as Dieter handed him the card. But that emotion was swiftly concealed. In its place, a cordial smile surfaced on his face: "Thank you, Young Master Timothy!"

The fading footsteps of the departing duo echoed faintly.

Emerging from the restroom,