The lobby manager glanced at Benedict.
That one look made Benedict's heart sink, and a sense of foreboding washed over him.
Sure enough, the manager picked up his walkie-talkie and said emotionlessly, "Immediately revoke the membership of the Wynn family's eldest son, Benedict. Add the entire Wynn family and all their associates to the Obsidian Palace's blacklist. Entry is forbidden."
He put down the walkie-talkie and looked at Benedict. "I'm sorry, Mr. Wynn. Effective immediately, you are no longer a member of the Obsidian Palace. Please leave the premises at once."
Benedict was beyond embarrassed and livid.
He had been about to leave with Mr. Taylor anyway.
But leaving on his own terms and being 'asked' to leave by the staff were two completely different things!
He shot his family a resentful glare.
"Mr. Wynn…"
Mr. Taylor's brow deeply furrowed as he watched the chaotic, farcical scene unfold.
He let out a soft scoff, his gaze sweeping over the Wynn family. "It seems your company is quite busy with internal affairs. I'll need to reconsider our partnership."
With that, he turned and walked toward his car without a backward glance, his entourage following him.
"Mr. Taylor! Mr. Taylor!" Benedict's face fell. He hurried after him. "Please, let me explain! The Wynn Group isn't like this at all! Mr. Taylor, just give me a chance to explain, please, Mr. Taylor…"
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