Money Games: The Tycoon Overlord

22 Encountering a familiar Old Hag

“What's going on?'' Austin rolled his eyes, puzzled over the outrage in the distance.

He could see a mob around the hotel's perimeter, just adjacent to the building.

Rants, chants, angry roars and curses filled the air like a thick smoke, swallowing the peaceful atmosphere.

Piqued by curiosity, Austin decided to check what the commotion was all about. Clicking his tongue, he loosened his grip on the door that led to the reception, making a swift turn.

Fortunately, no one came with him to the hotel, at least not openly as far as his sight could tell him.

Otherwise, knowing his father's bodyguards, they would've persuaded him to ignore the fuss and make his way to the hotel just as he intended.

“I'm just taking a look, right?''

“Just a few seconds and I'll be back.” Austin grinned, reassuring himself that he wouldn't be long.

A few moments later, Austin was already outside the hotel premises, moving closer to the uproar. Soon, a frown found its way on his face as he approached the mob.