Arthur immediately took out his cell phone and dialed 911 first, after which he dialed someone higher up the ladder to inform them beforehand. It was Mason Jamington, the Los Angeles police department chief.
Mason Jamington had been preparing something big these days. The gang troubles were intensifying, and he was also put in touch with some people who would 'fix' Rothschild's problems for him.
This was why he was constantly busy and rarely got to eat peacefully. Just as he was having a scrumptious lunch, his phone rang again.
He was furious that someone interrupted his lunch break, so he was going to ignore it, but his face changed immediately when he glanced at the caller ID.
" Hello, Mr. Arthur. Did you arrive in the city?" Mason asked with a smile, not caring about the interruption. They were going to have a meeting in a few days, which would be monumental.
" Yeah, we can talk about it later. I am afraid something happened again." Arthur told him everything that had transpired at the Ritz-Carlton in the past few minutes.
Hearing everything, Mason was sweating bullets; it was no small matter, and right after the fiasco with the street gang? If some strange rumor got out, he could lose his support as everyone was arguing that the city was becoming chaotic.
But someone tried to assault Samuel's girlfriend at the hotel in day broad light? There was also violent conflict at the scene; knowing Samuel's methods, he prayed that the perpetrators were alive. They had already called the police, which was good.
Even the air-conditioned room was not helping at this point. All Mason could think about were the repercussions. He even thought Samuel was going insane, beating up people left and right, not caring about the consequences.
Nonetheless, he couldn't sit still anymore and immediately picked up his emergency phone on the desk and called his most capable subordinates.
The task was simple: arrive at the scene immediately and stop Samuel from going berserk.
He followed them from behind to the hotel, cursing at his luck. If this matter blew over, his future would be over, and the plan he painstakingly concocted.
He clearly understood Samuel's identity; it was so unique that both sides of the political party supported him blindly. Not to mention the Rothschild consortium and their countless connections.
If he slipped at this point, he was sure he would disappear from the face of the earth without a single buzz from the public.
" Damn that bastard! Let me see who dares to act out in my city." Mason was furious at the person responsible for harassing his girlfriend. He would torture him personally if he got the chance.
After urging the driver to go faster, he sat back in the seat, reviewing his thoughts.
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Inside the hotel, Samuel was holding Liliana trying to calm her down. She had a terrible experience, so she must be flustered, right? No, Liliana stood there looking up at him.
" You made a mess. I could have taken care of it myself." She pouted but still hugged Samuel tightly.
When Steve heard it, he almost fell; no wonder he was reminded of Jane, whose personality was identical to Liliana's.
" I know. I just don't want you to get your hands dirty." Samuel patted her head while smiling. He knew Liliana always pretended to be tough, but she had a warm heart, she would have spared them with light punishment, but that's not what Samuel intended to do.
These types of people would definitely hold a grudge; it was better to stomp on it before it bore the fruit of rebellion.
Liliana was thinking just as Samuel expected; how could she not? Glenn was already unrecognizable, but thankfully, she could see Samuel's anger subsided. For now, she waited with him until the authorities arrived.
The person in charge of the hotel also arrived at the scene, he wanted to go straight to Samuel for an explanation, but Arthur stopped him. He whispered a few words in his ear, after which he looked surprised.
He looked at Samuel briefly and then gave him a light bow. He left abruptly after greeting the security captain and sharing a few strict orders. He now had bigger things to worry about; it was good that 'bad' people were restrained already.
" Good greed, I never expected this young man to be that Rothschild; he visited our establishment, and his girlfriend got harassed in public? I have to report it to the HQ," He thought while darting toward his office. He didn't have any experience in dealing with this big of a problem.
His immediate superior was the person responsible for the whole west coast of the country. He, too, was surprised when he received the report from their LA branch.
He knew the incident happened in their house, and the hotel could be liable. Thus, they also had a collective fate to share in all this. But thankfully, he was much more composed and immediately formulated a plan.
He hurriedly gave out several orders.
First, he asked the hotel manager at the scene to sincerely apologize to Samuel to calm him down. Samuel needed not to hold them accountable in the future.
Second, all their expenses, especially Liliana's, were to be exempted along with any previous payment she had made under her name. This was to show their good faith and convey their seriousness.
Third, they were to be upgraded to a presidential suite and were allowed several months of free stay if desired. He was sure a person like Samuel would not take advantage of it, but it was the thought that counted.
Fourth, issuing their highest membership card to his girlfriend. This card would allow her to stay in any of their hotels under their parent company and a flat thirty percent discount and an upgrade bonus.
Ritz- Carlton might be a grand hotel chain on the surface. Still, they were just a subsidiary of a much larger corporation, Carlton International Group, which owned many other ventures all related to the hotel management business.
He needed to report to the group president about it, which he did. After hearing his plea and reaction, the president approved his ways of dealing with it.
The president also ordered him to report every little progress they made. After all, he was afraid. Samuel was known for being ruthless, and he also knew about his power to undermine any business if he wished to; if he did blame them, it would be the end of their multinational corporation.
Even the mighty Carlton couldn't handle the full brunt of the Rothschild consortium.
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Glenn was still dizzy after being beaten by Samuel. It took a few minutes before he regained some sanity in his eyes, but seeing that the security personnel were retraining him and his friends, he instantly became furious.
He was grunting while trying to stand up. His group was beaten up, and instead of catching the person responsible, they were treating them like this? He had never been mistreated in his life!
Turning his head, he found that the instigator, Liliana, was sticking to some dude while they whispered and smiled at each other. Were they romancing in front of this carnage? How shameless could they be!
Was this the state of Carlton now?
He didn't fully grasp his situation yet and failed to recognize Samuel. How could he? He had never met him and only seen a few footage of him on television. But none of it changes the fact that he was spoiled since childhood and ignored people he didn't like.
Samuel was the same for him; he had more of everything, perfect looks, more money, more women? Why would he follow such a person instead of taking him down?
" FUCK, are you people stupid? Shit, didn't you see he beat us up? Why are you not doing something and holding us down?" He recovered slightly but started yelling at the security guard next to him.
He didn't care anymore; there was nothing to fear anything because he was heavily wronged this time!
Whatever it was but his roar successfully attracted Samuel's attention. Holding back a lot, Samuel thought about how this person had recovered so quickly? Did he go a little too easy with him, or was he a cockroach that refused to die?
The security guard he yelled to didn't even bat an eye toward him. They were professionals, and when given an order, they had to follow it until they were told not to. Their's were simple, retrain these people till the police show up.
Glenn was furious. Did this person not have a brain, or were they a bunch of morons! He had enough of it and started threatening them.
" What the hell, you bastards! Do you know who I am? I am Glenn Bailey, and my father is Ben Bailey! He is a famous Hollywood producer! Now that you have offended me don't even think about running away!" He again relied on his father's prestige, but he didn't know he had made a fatal mistake by announcing it outright.
If one thing anyone knew about Samuel was that he was very good at squeezing worms, and once he became interested in someone, it was mainly for the wrong reasons.
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