Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots-Chapter 472 - 297 is just waiting for an opportunity!

"Sir! You can’t go in!"

"If you don’t want to see blood, then get out of my way now!"

Xia Xian, accompanied by a team of bodyguards, rushed toward suite 1909 but was stopped by Leon’s bodyguards stationed outside the door.

Leon’s bodyguards were not pushovers either; in an instant, they fortified the suite door like a wall of copper and iron: "Our boss is inside meeting with important clients, involving business secrets; without the boss’s permission, no one can enter."

Xia Xian gritted his teeth and spat: "I’m not interested in who your boss is meeting! But my sister is still inside!"

Leon’s bodyguard didn’t flinch: "All the ’princesses’ the boss had summoned have been sent away, and no other ladies have gone in."

"You...," Xia Xian’s body filled with a chilling intent; Little Tiangao had entered dressed as a man, which was now really hard to explain.

Standing beside him was the Attendant who had previously taken Xia Ye to suite 1909.

Golar, in order to protect customer privacy, has no right to forcibly enter a VIP suite for any reason.

That is to say, previously, he had taken Xia Ye into 1909, and since 1909 let them in, then... even if they later discovered they had entered the wrong room, unless the owner allowed it, they couldn’t easily have someone taken out.

This mistake was clearly Golar’s full responsibility; if anything happened to Mr. Xiaoxia who had just gone in, it could really blow up into a big issue.

The Attendant, sweating profusely, dared not offend anyone on either side.

He had already called for the manager through his walkie-talkie, and at this moment, he could only try to stall for time and soothe Xia Xian’s emotions, although...

Mr. Xia here outside was very volatile, especially concerning matters related to Mr. Xiaoxia.

Thinking of his Little Tiangao inside someone else’s suite, not knowing what he was going through, Xia Xian’s eyes blazed fiercely, unable to wait even a second.

He gestured towards his bodyguards behind him; the next second, the bodyguards simultaneously reached into their pockets—

They were getting serious now.

Attendant: "Mr. Xia, please be calm, our manager will be here any moment."

The elevator arrival chime sounded, and the Attendant finally awaited his savior: "Mr. Xia, it must be the manager who has arrived... "

Before he could finish, a flamboyant man wearing a bright suit and a small mustache stepped out of the elevator.

With broad shoulders and long legs, his casual attire made it clear he wasn’t the manager.

But when the Attendant saw his face, he was even more solemn and respectful than if he had seen the manager: "Bo, Boss..."

The newcomer was Tokta, looking carefree and unkempt, who was in fact the behind-the-scenes owner of the Golar Casino.

He was worth over a hundred billion!

Tokta rarely visited the casino, but today he happened to have some free time and was craving some liquor, so he casually stopped by.

His arrival on this floor was purely coincidental, but noticing the intended gestures of Xia Xian’s bodyguards to draw guns, his casual and profound eyes narrowed slightly.

"Yo, what’s going on here?"

As he spoke, he approached them.

The Attendant nervously moved forward, briefly explaining the situation.

Tokta, hands in pockets, showed no change in expression, but unexpectedly kicked the Attendant on the leg; the Attendant faltered two steps forward and fell to the floor.

Tokta’s gaze turned harsh: "I keep you lot of wastes! Get out of here! Don’t block the view!"

His words were meant for Xia Xian, to appease his anger.

He had kicked the Attendant harshly, but if it were left to Xia Xian, the resolution would not be so simple.

Operating such a large-scale Entertainment City in the Wealthy District, one must be adept in navigating both the legal and illegal realms, and could not possibly be as reckless as he appeared on the surface.

Today was actually Xia Xian’s first time seeing Tokta in person; he had long heard that Tokta’s ancestors were iron-blooded military tyrants, who were ruthless in dealing with traitors, but generous to those loyal to them or indebted to them. Unreturned favors even passed on generationally, waiting for descendants to repay them.

But at this moment, Xia Xian was not in the mood to analyze Tokta; he had more important things to do. Just as he was about to clash with Leon’s bodyguards, Tokta, with a smile, blocked between the two groups.

The weapons on both sides were enough to turn him into a sieve in an instant, yet Tokta did not even blink as he patted Leon’s bodyguard on the shoulder, his lips curving deeply: "Give some face, just knock and ask about the situation."

With the Golar boss stepping in, the bodyguards were momentarily at a loss, but before they could react, Tokta unexpectedly walked up to the suite door and knocked.

After just a couple of knocks, the suite door opened.