The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call (Wynter Quinnell) novel Chapter 132

Chapter 132 Hunting the Popular Streamer 

“Mr. Hilton?” The speaker looked at him in confusion. 

Larry didn’t care about the influence these people had in Southdale. He grabbed one of them and asked, “Do you know this streamer?” 

The man looked puzzled. “Mr. Hilton, pardon my confusion. This is the Chamber of 

Commerce, and she’s just a small–time streamer… 

“What do you know?” Larry refrained from saying what he truly thought. “Forget it; I’ll find out for myself.” 

He could easily navigate to the Empathy Clinic in Waterview Alley using GPS. 

Since this foreign investment meeting was originally arranged for Larry to attend, his sudden desire to leave undoubtedly unsettled the others. 

“Mr. Hilton, the meeting isn’t over yet,” the Shepherds, leveraging their influence in the medical industry, interjected. Then, they added, “It’s not quite appropriate for you to leave. at this moment.” 

However, Larry couldn’t give a darn about what they thought. He pondered, “Screw this ‘not appropriate‘ nonsense! You’re not even treating me for my illness, so why should I bother? Plus, you’re not even half as good as Boss!” 

Larry might have appear refined now, but in the past, he was a rough–and–tumble 

Northwesterner, decked out in flashy gold watches and chains. “Since the meeting hasn’t concluded, it wouldn’t be appropriate for me to leave.” 

Nelson thought he had persuaded him, but Larry’s next words took him by surprise. Alright, then. Let’s wrap up the meeting. Everyone is free to go.” 

With that, Larry summoned his bodyguards and made a grand exit. 

Downstairs in the reception lounge of the Chamber of Commerce, Ewan had been waiting for three hours.He had hoped to have a chat with Larry Hilton, the second in command at Welkin Corporation, over breakfast. However, not only was Larry nowhere to be found, but Ewan had missed the meeting. 

Now, all Ewan could do was sit there in frustration. Breakfast was out of the question, and he couldn’t even manage to get a glass of water. 

The secretaries at the Chamber of Commerce were all snobbish and only concerned about pleasing their superiors. 

Ewan felt ignored as no one seemed to notice him. 

Growing weary of waiting, he couldn’t contain his frustration any longer. With a forced smile, he approached the receptionist and asked, “Hi there. Is Mr. Hilton of Welkin Corporation still not available?” 

“Yes,” the receptionist replied indifferently. She was growing irritated with the constant line of questions. “Mr. Hilton’s tied up 

park project down in Southdale. The with the wat 

Yates Group’s matters will have to wait.” 

Ewan was taken aback by this dismissive reply. He thought, “How could they downplay the significance of the Yates Group’s affairs?: 

Despite his frustration, he knew better than to lose his temper. “Can’t you accommodate my request? Mr. Hilton and I have had previous dealings. We’ve even collaborated before.” 

The receptionist chuckled. “Previous dealings? Well, that simplifies things. You should contact Mr. Hilton directly. It’ll be faster. I’m afraid there’s nothing I can do about it here.”