Chapter 352 Mason Was Enraged
“Get lost! If you don’t leave, then I’ll beat you senseless!” Kevin slammed the table and looked at Donald aggressively.
When the others saw Kevin taking the lead, they all started slamming the table.
Donald scanned his surroundings. In the end, his gaze landed upon Kevin. “You’re nothing but a piece of trash.”
Kevin could no longer stay calm after hearing what Donald said.
“Who are you calling trash?” Kevin erupted in anger. He was nearly about to climb up the table and glare at Donald.
The latter replied, “I wasn’t talking about you.”
Kevin’s expression softened a bit. He felt that Donald was chickening out, so he said in a mocking tone, “I knew you wouldn’t have the guts to say that.”
However, what Donald said next would infuriate everyone.
“What I meant to say was that everyone here is trash!” he stated.
Gasp!
Everyone was shocked. Then, they were filled with rage. If Adrian and Jeremiah had given their commands, they would rush up to beat Donald up at that moment.
Mason was especially enraged. The woman he loved got snatched away, and he was also called a piece of trash.
Mason was the first who snapped. He immediately grabbed an expensive bottle of red wine from the table and threw it at Donald and Ysabel.
His throw was very strong.
Although Donald was weak, he still had quick reflexes. He pulled Ysabel and Beatrice, dodging the bottle by stepping to the side.
They were coincidentally standing in front of an expensive fish tank when they entered the room earlier.
The bottle of red wine moved at lightning speed. It directly crashed against the fish tank.
Crack!
The fish tank shattered as soon as the cracking sound was heard. All the water inside gushed out violently, and the ground was covered with glass shards.
A plump Arapaima fish, which was swimming in the fish tank well and alive, felt its home disappearing in an instant. Then, it fell to the ground and was pierced by the glass shards. Blood began to ooze from its body.
Other than that, the most horrifying thing was that the red wine had splattered all over the wall after the bottle broke.
There was a calligraphy painting made by a famous calligrapher in the middle ages hanging on the wall. It was auctioned for a high price of five million three years ago.
Money was not an issue, though. The problem was that the genuine work of art was handed down from the royal family of West Epea. Tristan loved it very much. The painting even had his autograph.
Adrian and Jeremiah instantly had an ominous feeling. They retracted their gaze. As they looked around their surroundings, they felt chills running down their spines.
The reason was that they noticed there were surveillance cameras with flickering red lights all over the place.
There was also the fact that an alarm went off when the fish tank got broken. The surveillance cameras automatically adjusted their lenses and moved to record the scene.
Mason was at a loss for words. He instantly turned pale. “It wasn’t me! It wasn’t me! If you want to blame someone, then blame it on Donald! He’s the one who did it! Yeah! He’s the one who broke it!”
When everyone was walking into Grand Myer Hotel, Adrian and Jeremiah had told them that they were not allowed to touch anything in the hotel. The fish tank and the famous calligraphy painting were especially off-limits.
Everyone was very obedient and did not touch anything.
No one would have thought that Mason would break the fish tank. He also ruined the calligraphy painting, which was made by a famous calligrapher in the middle ages.
Adrian and Jeremiah could still afford to pay five million.
However, Tristan’s autograph was ruined.
Tristan was an extremely narcissistic person who liked to inscribe his name onto everything.
If the current owner of Grand Myer Hotel knew that Tristan’s autograph was ruined, Adrian and Jeremiah would definitely not be left unpunished.
“Yeah! It was Donald!” someone shouted.
“It’s Donald’s fault!” another person exclaimed.
Kevin had a comparatively shallower understanding. He asked in a low voice, “Are that fish tank and painting very valuable?”
Jennifer responded, “They cost at least a few million. A small amount that Uncle Adrian and Uncle Jeremiah can afford to pay, though. However, this is Grand Myer Hotel. The person who runs the place is Simon Cook, and it’ll be hard to get through him!”
“What?” Kevin instantly widened his eyes. His heart also started beating rapidly.
He knew who Simon was.
Before the rise of Tyson, Lucas, Jim, and Zayne, Simon and Noah were the rulers of the underground world of Pollerton.
