"Say another word, and I'll rip your face off."

Zander glanced at Simon, his tone icy.

"Haha, go on. Go on with that arrogance.

"Let's see who has the last laugh."

Simon snorted coldly before helping Old Madam Quinn into the hotel.

"Hello, Sir. Our private rooms are fully booked."

Simon had just reached the front when he was stopped by two hotel staff.

"What's going on?"

Simon froze. Little did they know that Harry had already blacklisted the Quinn family from the hotel.

"We're here with Star Group's President Willer.

"President Willer has booked a private room, and that's ours."

Samuel said to the staff with a slight frown.

"I'm sorry, sir. But you still can't go in."

However, the staff was unfazed as he continued blocking the door.

"You!"

Samuel paused for a moment and was about to call Jenson.

"Let them in."

Sean, who had already entered the hotel, said to the back.

"Yes, Mr. Lennon."

The staff obeyed and immediately moved out of the way.

"Hmph! Sean, stop faking