The Retired CEO's Guide To Being Spoiled Chapter 284: The Live Stream Escalation

"You useless bastards. Shove the caras closer for , let this entire country clearly see their promiscuous faces!" She glared and yelled at her lackeys while using her hands, which were covered in expensive jewelry, to pound heavily on the wooden door panel: "You slut, open the door this instant. Do you think hiding inside like a coward makes you any less filthy?"

Thanks to those unbridled shouts, the people gathered around suddenly realized in horror that the group accompanying her was not simply holding caras to record evidence, but there were also individuals brazenly holding selfie sticks, live-streaming the entire incident directly onto major social dia platforms. Thousands of eyes from netizens were currently fixed upon this tightly shut door.

Just as the situation was about to slip completely out of control, Colin Grant frantically ran over from the stairwell, panting heavily. Accompanying him from behind was the hotel’s senior manager, who was sweating profusely.

Naturally, before the manager had arrived, there were already hotel security guards accompanying this group to monitor them. However, the identity label of being the biological sister of the tycoon Harrison Thornton that she wore was completely genuine, so the lowly staff mbers below absolutely did not dare to use forceful asures to compel her. When they saw with their own eyes that she had co to cause a disturbance right in front of the top-tier VIP suite, the faces of all the staff mbers turned ashen and pale green with fear.

The scene at this mont was extrely chaotic. So people panicked and ran off to find the senior manager to resolve the issue. So took the risk of stepping forward to stop her, only to be forcefully shoved down onto the thick carpet by her, and then subjected to her spitting and cursing right in their faces. She even pointed her finger, berating them as accomplices covering up so sort of sin.

In the end, faced with her utterly unreasonable and extrely aggressive attitude, no one here could do anything to her!

Colin Grant could no longer just stand and watch; he hurriedly strode forward, resolutely using his own body to block the line of sight of the cara lenses and preventing her from continuing to pound noisily on the door: "Helena Thornton, I expect you to maintain a minimum level of courtesy in a public place. This is my boss’s private room, not a place for you to run wild!"

"Oh? It is your boss’s room? It turns out that bitch climbed quite high. The man inside is not so diocre gigolo but soone with a bit of face and status."

Hearing her speak such nonsense and hurl insults without restraint, Colin Grant’s face scrunched up tightly, anger surged within him, but he still tried to grit out every single word: "I suggest you speak carefully and consider the consequences. Otherwise, co tomorrow, our lawyers can absolutely sue you for severe defamation, slander, and insulting a person’s honor."

"Oh, I am so terrified. Go and scare those cowards with that!" Helena Thornton burst into insolent laughter.

Because the foundational nature of this family’s business was not purely clean comrcial enterprise, but rather, beneath the surface, it monopolized countless complex underworld activities, the personalities of the prominent figures in Harrison Thornton’s family were almost exactly identical. They were violent, aggressive, acted wildly, and always carried a look of disdain for those weaker than themselves.

Harrison Thornton and Gemma Thornton were the two core figures standing in the light, directly participating in the superficial business operations and projects, so they had more or less undergone so polishing and learned a bit of the tactful behavior and hypocritical concealnt of the wealthy upper class.

The other mbers of the Thornton family were not like that. Helena Thornton was no exception. This woman, borrowing the title of Harrison Thornton’s sister, had caused who knows how many disturbances outside, yet Harrison Thornton still turned a blind eye and let it pass. To tell the truth, in this circle, soone willing to accommodate blood ties to such an extent was truly rare.

Colin Grant stood blocking the door, his chest heaving, silently assessing the situation in his heart. He could not be certain exactly how important of a position this Helena Thornton held in the heart of the tycoon Harrison Thornton, and therefore, he dared even less to order the security guards to fight back too forcefully.

If, during the chaotic scuffle, she was accidentally injured or scratched, when the ti ca for a confrontation, it would be even harder for them to offer an explanation to a ruthless man like Harrison Thornton.

It was just that Colin Grant genuinely did not understand how Harrison Thornton usually managed his sister, allowing Helena Thornton to foolishly run over here and cause a ruckus, unintentionally aiding the enemy. Or perhaps there was a deeper possibility: the trap laid out tonight had Helena Thornton’s consensual involvent right from the very beginning.

Who knew, perhaps she harbored resentnt and wanted to take advantage of this chaotic opportunity to humiliate her brother in front of the dia. But after observing that noisy, screaming deanor and crude behavior, Colin Grant leaned more toward the second hypothesis, she was probably just being used as a disposable pawn by another hidden faction.

Judging by her eyes and attitude, she was absolutely not cunning and intelligent enough to be capable of independently devising such systematic, destructive sches like this.

And right when the atmosphere was as tense as a drawn bowstring, the live stream from the mobile phones of those dirty dia workers once again blew up on social dia, causing the public opinion to surge violently. The lines of comnts scrolled continuously across the screens at a dizzying speed.

[Hey, I just read so articles analyzing things earlier and was still doubting it, but now I finally believe Julian Sterling is truly innocent. How the hell is it now ti for Ethan Caldwell’s drama?]

[Wait, what does this cheating scandal have to do with Ethan Caldwell? Isn’t the female lead being called out a mber of the Thornton family in Kensington City?]

[Open your eyes wide and look! That guy wearing the suit desperately trying to block Helena Thornton is none other than Ethan Caldwell’s senior assistant. He just said out of his own mouth that the room belongs to his boss, so behind that door can only be Ethan Caldwell’s room!]