Chapter 182 A Big Short's Prisoner

• A middle-aged man was interestingly looking at the surveillance video displayed on the computer inside a room of the hotel. A young man behind him whispered, “Elder Coleman, is this the heir Lord Clarkson has chosen? I didn’t see anything special about him.” Noam smiled slightly. “Guess if he found the camera hidden under the air conditioner?” The young man shook his head. “He couldn’t have noticed the camera. It’s so hidden that he couldn’t find it unless he took a magnifying glass to it. And he didn’t pause his gaze for more than a second when he glanced over at the air conditioner just now.”
• ” Hearing the words of the young man, Noam nodded. “As the heir selected by Lord Clarkson, he is so slow to react. It’s unfair for him to be favored by Lord Clarkson, and there’s still a huge disparity between him and the other reserve candidates.” “Elder Coleman, you are absolutely right.” Inside the box, Leonard had just sat down. Damon, the hotel boss, had rushed in after hearing the report. And a group of managers walked in with an attentive face. “Mr. Walker, it’s a great honor to have you at our Dunham Hotel…” Damon began a ceaseless flattery of Anthony.
• At the same time, he peered quietly at Leonard out of the corner of his eye. He thought, “Who is this youth? I can’t believe he’s sitting in the main seat at Anthony’s meal.” After a few words of flattery, Damon quietly came to Leonard, sensing that the time was about right. With a pandering face, he said, “You’re Mr. Walker’s friend, so you’re also my friend. A toast to you.” Leonard picked up his glass and took a gentle sip. Instead, Damon downed his drink and didn’t feel Leonard was embarrassing him. After all, Anthony was so famous and could willingly be his foil. It could be imagined how terrifying his background was. The several managers following Damon were even more afraid to speak and were puzzled in their minds. They thought, “Who is this young man with a fresh face? He can act so calmly in the face of our boss.” Damon, boss of the Dunham Hotel, left sensibly after the toast. All kinds of expensive drinks were placed on the table in a short while.