Hollywood Zenith

If there was no Kriss to be a stalker, Century Club would have bothered to look at the guest's identity with such a fine comb. Not when he was the one bringing them. This was a good arrangement, but it had been disturbed by Kris.

He wants to resist to the end. After all, Samuel's identity was not simple, and it would be a big deal if they found out about him. He was not doing it out of respect for his friend's choices.

But if he backed down at this moment, not only would he be letting his friends down, but he would definitely be laughed at by his rival political circles for some time to come.

Kris' aggressiveness had already caused Samuel some dissatisfaction, but thinking that this was Johnny's home court, he was not easy to make a mess, and reluctantly had to give Johnny some face.

But now it seemed that John's face would be in much bigger trouble if he did not show up.

It was clear on the scene that although John was still holding on, it was already the end of the fight, and the club was also very clear about not letting them in.

At this moment, Samuel made up his mind. He would often wonder why people like them would pick fight with them. Was he that easy to bully? Or they just hated his appearance?

"Can you call out your General Manager? Just someone higher off the food chain?" Samuel stepped forward and stood beside John. Unlike what the public wanted, he acted completely opposite.

"Are we doing it finally? I will sit over there. They have a great view!" Darren left, seeing some girls at the back. Now that Samuel was on the offense, he had nothing to worry about.

"Excuse me, sir?" the employee wanted to stop him.

"It's fine, It's fine. I will not go out of your sight." Darren was nonchalant about it. The employee was reluctant but had nothing to stop him; he turned back toward the supposed 'actor' answering his question.

"This gentleman, I am in charge of the front office here. You can just tell me if you have anything to report." The person in charge didn't care about Samuel's behavior. 

Although Samuel's identity was an actor, he was mixed in with the elite crowd, but it also seemed like what Kris said about him was true that he thought that the rising star of Hollywood took himself too seriously.

"Yo, the handsome little guy is still enthusiastic? Or do you trust Johnny too much? I should tell you, even John can do nothing today. He could abandon you like your other friend. I advise you to not act like some big shot when you run around this city." Kris mocked him unceremoniously. She paused for a second before continuing.

"Look at your rare appearance. How about following me around? You can see much more glam if you accompany me; what do you say?" Kris really coveted him because of his otherworldly appearance. It was sufficient to say it made some people angry.

"Kris! You are going too far!" John lamented.

"Did I say something wrong?"

Samuel glanced at her coldly, his eyes filled with a coldness that frightened Kris, but she thought she had to upper hand. She quickly composed herself.

"This handsome guy was quite temperamental. Hehe, you know what's the difference between us? Will he really be giving her the same eyes? Definitely not." She thought and smiled a bit.

The second generation, standing behind Kris, looked at each other with surprised looks. Was Kris always so brazen? How could we not know this before?

  But seeing that a fight was about to begin, they gradually widened the distance between them and Kris to avoid hitting the fish pond for a while.

"As I said before, ask your boss to come here. You are not qualified to talk to me. I am only trying to do you a favor here. "At this time, his aura was fully opened, like a prince descending, compared to the Saudi Prince on the side; it was a difference between heaven and earth!

Salman was furious about being looked down on like this! He wanted to object, but the other party was not even giving him a second look, like he was invisible or something?

While debating their answer, Samuel looked around and saw a badge he was very familiar with luxuriously decorated on the wall.

"Ha ha ha, this should be interesting." Samuel chuckled in his mind.

In the face of his dominating presence, the person in charge of the front office was flustered. There was no harm in complying with his request.

He said a few words to the waiter beside him, to which the waiter nodded in surprise and walked inside.

"Sir, we have already invited Mr. General Manager. I just hope you have the confidence to give him a sufficient reason; otherwise, our Century Club will hold you responsible." He chose the most appropriate method; even if Samuel didn't have anything to show, he had to do it for John, a regular here.

Someone had to be held responsible; why not John, then? He was the one who brought them here, right?

Samuel only nodded toward the opponent and stood proudly on the spot.

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Within a few minutes, more and more guests noticed the conflict in the front hall. Most of these guests were prominent officials of the country, and some of the royal family members of Europe were attracted by the conflict.

They took a closer look, and it turned out that a group of little guys were making trouble. Although these little guys' identities did not attract their attention, they were still interested in watching dramas!

Some even asked their dedicated service staff to find out what happened. Soon, the whole story spread to the ears of these dignitaries.

Analyzing the situation, no one was optimistic about Johnny's side. Although Samuel's performance was very eye-catching at the moment, everyone already knew the winner of this futile conflict. They were familiar with Samuel's face, which made them even more sure about the outcome.

"You really don't have to do this. It will expose your identity." John whispered to him while waiting.

"It's fine; it's been years. It had to come out sooner or later. I will also warn them sternly; I am sure they will understand."

"I am not sure."

"You should have more faith in me. I can be very persuasive. It also helps that I am currently on a 'killing' spree." Samuel smiled.

"You are right about that." John didn't want to implicate him; he felt a little guilty, but seeing Samuel was casual about it, he felt a little relieved. He vowed to apologize to him again later.