Nolan raised an eyebrow curiously before speaking, his tone carrying a hint of intrigue. "And what, pray tell, is it that you wish to discuss with me?"He was intrigued to see how the security personnel intended to go about seeking forgiveness from him.The security guard's initially frustrated mindset began to ease slightly upon hearing Nolan's words. "Perhaps there's still hope," he murmured to himself, his inner enthusiasm sparked by the possibility.He had anticipated Nolan's scorn and expected him to refuse to listen, but Nolan's composed demeanor suggested there might be a slim chance for redemption.However, little did the security guard realize that he had misinterpreted Nolan's calm demeanor for something else entirely.Elijah observed the exchange quietly, reluctant to believe that Nolan would show leniency toward the security guard despite his disrespectful behavior.Although he hadn't been fully informed of the situation by Nolan's text message, Elijah might have been incl
Nolan never looked back for once, he stride towards the hotel entrance and entered. Walking towards the receptionist, he spoke, cooly. “Where is the party going on?” He had glanced around and couldn't see anything that looks like party event.The female receptionist whose head was on a file, raised her head up to gaze at Nolan. She briefly inspect him, before respectfully responding. “Goodday sir, the party is going on at the other side of the hotel. It's at the event hall.”Nolan noticed her professionalism, and couldn't help but smile. She wasn't rude like the security, perhaps it was because of she thought, that for him to have pass the security check point means he'd an invite card.“Uh, I don't really know where the so called hall is.” Nolan spoke out.From the receptionist description, he couldn't get the exact direction of the hall, after all, it was his first time here.“Oh.” The receptionist have an apologetic smile. “Mm, hold on.” Her eyes darted around, and it fell on so
As everyone cast disgusted glances at his stained appearance, he lifted his head to meet their eyes."Why did you do that?" He inquired calmly, though his anger simmered beneath the surface.The person who had caused the red wine to spill on him was dressed in a standard white and black uniform, typically worn by the waitstaff. Nolan immediately recognized them as an employee.The waiter stuttered nervously, realizing the gravity of the situation. He could only recall passing by with a tray of wine when someone bumped into him, causing his hands to slip and the wine to spill.Struggling to regain his composure, the waiter managed to speak. "Sir… I-I didn't do it on purpose. Someone bumped into me, causing my hand to slip and the wine to spill onto you.”He quickly gave out a hurried explanation. His face was etched with anxiety, afterall he was nothing but a nobody waiter here, and such an incident can result in him losing his job.Nolan glances at his already teary eyes, making his h
After some moments of being stunned, Mr Williams had already regained his senses. He coughed slightly, not wanting to show his embarrassed look to the crowd.When he faced Nolan and saw his calm and indifference expression, he retorted. “You idiot! What audacity do you have to slap me?! In fact, for what reason does your hand have to hit my face in the first place?” He felt utterly wronged from his voice. How could he be hit by someone he'd looked down upon.Nolan simply snorted, before indifferently saying. “You should be thankful that I only hit you, otherwise you would surely regret ever messing with me!”Truly, what Nolan had said was right. Others might call his words as nothing but bluffing, but only he knows that he wasn't bluffing but rather serious. He has the ability to make this so- called Mr Williams life miserable so what's there to bluff about?!Just as he had expected, the crowd instantly broke out into other whispers after hearing Nolans words. “I really need to kno
Nolan felt he'd heard a silly joke. He glanced at Mr Williams, as he spoke. “Repercussions? And what could my offense be?”Mr Williams didn't expect Nolan to still show arrogance, even with the impending consequences he just called out. “Fellow, do you think I'm joking or what?” He seriously doesn't understand what to call Nolan behavior. Even if he didn't intend to ask, provocation made him unable to restrain his curiosity.Nolan indifferently glanced at him. “Did I state you were joking? I know you're not joking but that doesn't mean that I don't see your words as nothing but a joke to me.” He smugly said.“You bastard!” Mr Williams bellowed. “You'll be punished for slapping me. I really want to see if you have guts after being punished!” He yelled, obviously looking furious.Nolan remained calm. It felt as though he wasn't being spoken to. Mr Williams was further infuriated by Nolan indifference and calm expression. “Does he think I'm invisible?!”Without wanting to waste his tim
Nolan had no intention of becoming upset, but the relentless provocation from the guests became unbearable.How dare a diminutive fool proclaim his irritability?Even if he wished to remain indifferent, being labeled as irritating with such a venomous tone was intolerable.Upon hearing the short man echo his words, Nolan's lips curled as if he were smiling.However, to the short man, Nolan's smile seemed far from benign. He sensed impending trouble upon seeing that smile.Without much deliberation, he collapsed to the floor, crying out heavily. "Sir, I apologize. Those thoughtless words of mine were not directed at you. Truly, they were not meant for... you.”His wailing voice was super loud, making the other crowd embarrassed on his behalf.One of the crowd, who couldn't bear the wailing scene, exclaimed. “Why are you kneeling for him? You're not wrecked like he's, so why the tears?!” Another chimed. “Don't mind him. He's a coward for not being able to confront him head-on!” When t
As their stares bore into Nolan, their mocking expressions were plain to see.Nolan merely rolled his eyes, brushing off their reactions and words.Amidst the scrutiny of the crowd, he turned to Mr. Williams. "What if I were to mention I don't have an invitation card on me right now?"His tone remained calm and unruffled. He paid little attention to the expressions on everyone's faces upon hearing his statement.Mr. Williams erupted into laughter, casting a quick glance over Nolan. "You're quite a character, aren't you? First, you claim to have been invited, and now you're suggesting you might not have an invitation card. You're truly amusing, you know?”Nolan got the sarcastic meaning in Mr Williams last words, however he was too lazy to dwell over it.“You don't need to think much. Since I said I was rightfully granted entrance into this hall, then that's it. You need not concern yourself with me.” Nolan curtly, spoke.Mr Williams scoffed. “Well, the bodyguards will surely deal with
Their eyes remained shut. Moments ticked by, and the anticipated sound seemed to deviate from what they had expected."What's happening?"The voice, laden with anxiety, echoed through the hall, yet it appeared to originate from a different source, distinct from Nolan's familiar tone.A male cry reverberated throughout the entire hall, almost reaching the ears of those outside.The combination of curiosity and bewilderment consumed their thoughts, diverting their attention from the possibility of Nolan's face being injured.Even those who had not closed their eyes all had expressions full of shock. The sight before them rendered them speechless, incapable of uttering even a single sentence.One of the crowd was unable to hold it in. He glanced at his front, before shouting aloud. “He… he wasn't hit, rather it was the other way around. The bodyguard got hit!” Even when everybody tried understanding the quick scene that just happened, they were just dumbfounded. Their brains don't seem