Remorse After Breaking Up

Chapter 180

"What? There really is a bottle of wine that costs 200 million dollars?" Lyra and the others were utterly shocked.

At the peak of their family's wealth, they only had assets worth several billion dollars, mostly in real estate, and the profits in a year would barely cover the cost of one such bottle of wine.

"Now that everything is clear, let's settle the compensation quickly," Zia urged.

Jordan's expression darkened. "Even if there is a wine worth 200 million dollars per bottle, what does that prove? Anyone willing to spend 200 million dollars on a bottle of wine must be worth hundreds of billions.

"Across the whole of Wave City, only a handful of people could afford this. May I ask which family's daughter you are?"

"Don't worry about which family's daughter I am. You just need to pay the compensation, or you won't be leaving this hotel today," Zia said with a cold laugh.

"You dare to threaten me?" A flash of cold light passed through Jordan's eyes.

"If that's how you want to interpret it," Zia said.

Zia's face was cold. She wasn't afraid to deal with someone who dared to disrespect her authority.

Unable to contain his anger, Jordan shouted at the waitress, "What are you standing around for? Call your manager over now!"

All the waitresses looked toward Zia, and after receiving a signal from her, one of them hurried to call the manager.

After learning that a guest from the Emperor Room had summoned him, the manager rushed over as quickly as possible.

"I'm the manager of this hotel. How may I help you?" the manager asked, looking rather subservient.

Those who could afford to dine in the Emperor Room were all truly significant figures in Wave City, and he dared not offend them.

"I'm the one who called for you!" Jordan said angrily, "Someone is trying to extort money from me in your hotel. I need a satisfactory explanation for this!"

"What?"

The manager was startled, then quickly plastered on a smile. "Please calm down, I will definitely resolve this matter to your satisfaction. First, please tell me-who had the audacity to cause trouble in our Misty Oak Hotel?"

"It was this poor guy and this little bitch!" Jordan pointed at Sebastian and then at Zia.

He had been holding back because

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he found Zia attractive and well-mannered, but her complete disregard for him made him furious, and he lashed out with profanity.

Zia's face immediately turned grim. There was a chilling energy emanating from her.

The manager turned to look at Zia and broke out in a cold sweat.

Zia rarely visited the hotel, and the manager's attention had been on Jordan until then. Now, he finally noticed Zia was present. Lillian quickly stood up and said, "We're all on the same side here. Why did you let things escalate this far? Let's just let this go."Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"I can give you face, but these two must kneel and apologize to me," Jordan said coldly.

"Kneel and apologize?" Sebastian said with a sarcastic smile. "Who do you think you are to make me kneel?"

"Sebastian, shut up. If you keep this up, I won't be able to save you," Lillian said angrily.

"I've never needed anyone to save me. How dare a clown get above himself like this? He really has a death wish." Sebastian scoffed.

"This is your own doing!" Jordan was completely enraged. He turned to glare at the manager angrily. "What are you waiting for? Break this guy's legs and toss him out.

"And that woman, she dared to slap me earlier. Let her have a taste of her own medicine, but make it ten times worse!"

The manager suddenly snapped to his senses. He quickly turned around and delivered a fierce slap to Jordan's face.