Rise Of The Supreme General

CHAPTER 29

The guard’s nostrils flared, his knuckles whitening as his hand clenched into a fist. For a second, it looked like he might swing, but he hesitated—years of training keeping him in check. This was the Golden Lounge. One wrong move, and they'd be out faster than a dropped badge.

"Get lost before I put you in the hospital," the other guard threatened, voice low and dangerous.

Adam leaned closer, unfazed. "You still don’t know who you’re dealing with. But trust me—you will, and you’ll regret every word."

The shouting escalated, tension thick in the air. Their commotion echoed through the lobby, catching the secretary’s attention. In a flurry, she hurried toward them, heels clicking on the polished floor.

The sharp clack of heels grew louder as a slender woman with sharp features and a no-nonsense expression approached. Her name tag read Vanessa. She crossed her arms as she reached the guards, her cold gaze flickering to Adam.

"What’s going on here?" she demanded, her tone sharp