The greatest man alive novel (by Maverick Bowman)
Chapter 110

The person on the other end of the phone paused for a moment, and then said, "I'm sorry, sir. We don't offer take-out service."

"Oh? The person who gave me this card said that you can meet all my needs." Nathan frowned slightly.

"Sir, could you tell me the card number?"

Nathan read out the card number. When the person verified it, he was shocked.

This card was given by Rudolph to Nathan before he left, saying that it was the privilege card of Gloire Hotel. With this card, the owner could obtain the highest authority in the hotel. "Sir, please wait a moment. The take-out food will be delivered within half an hour!"

After Nathan hung up the phone, he said to Hannah, "The hotel said that the take-out food will be delivered within half an hour. Just wait..."

Warren frowned and asked, "Are you sure you are calling the number of Gloire Hotel?"

"Yeah, sure..." Nathan nodded.

Jonathan couldn't help laughing and said, "It's nonsense. As an upscale hotel, how could Gloire Hotel offer take-out? You're joking!"

"Couldn't you just call the roadside restaurant and asked them to deliver food? Ha! Stop pretending. That's really boring. You don't have to do that. It's just a meal."

Nathan didn't bother to explain to Jonathan who has always been thinking about Hannah. He didn't like the other party.

Warren wanted to say something else, but Hannah said before him, "Come on, it's just a meal. Why don't we just wait a little while?"

Warren didn't get caught up in this. It was just a trifle. He had to think about the meeting with Winfrid this afternoon instead of the lunch. After all, Roarclaws Group has already warned.

If he didn't resolve early, people in Ranchy Group would fall into a panic, and things in the group would be in a muddle.

Half an hour later, Gloire Hotel delivered the meal. A group of waiters in white suits walked in, holding silver plates with round lids in their hands.

Jonathan was stunned for a while, and said, "It's really like that!"

"Sir, the took-out food from Gloire Hotel is here. Please enjoy it." The leader was a middle-aged man who looked like a butler.

After putting the dishes on the dining table, he respectfully said to Jonathan.

"It's not what I ordered..." Jonathan was a little dazed.

"It's me," Nathan said.

The man turned around, bowed to Nathan, and said, "I'm very sorry, I got the wrong person. Sir, please enjoy it. After your meal, we will take back the plate!"

Warren and Hannah were also stunned.

"Wonderful! What a courteous service!"

The servants were also very surprised. The quality of these waiters was professional. They didn't speak much but kept smiling. Every time they opened a dish, they even introduced it.

"I remember that Gloire Hotel doesn't offer take-out service!" Jonathan insisted with a cold face.

"That's true, to a certain extent. But we will offer it for special guests." The man replied seriously, "He is a distinguished guest of Gloire Hotel, who holds the most distinguished membership card. All his requirements will be met!"

Jonathan shook his head again and said, "That's impossible. Even the head of Mimar City can't get the take-out from Gloire Hotel. He is a prison guard, how can he be qualified?!"

The servants also nodded. Anyone who wanted to enjoy the food of Gloire Hotel must go to the hotel there for dinner. Take-out was not allowed. Especially during peak season, the guests had to wait for a month or two to make an appointment for a private room.

Such a hotel would offer take-out service?

For a prison guard?

Jonathan sneered, "Mr. Evans, you went to great pains to pursue Hannah, and you asked a group of people to cooperate with you to show your strength?"

Nathan was not incline to talk much, he waved his hand, and said, "Shall we eat now?"

Warren felt the same way. Nathan might be trying to trigger feelings for Hannah. He arranged these in advance.

Hannah was deceived! Otherwise, how would she believe his nonsense that Murcol would become a major planning project?

"Where did you get that card?" Hannah asked in a low voice.

"It's from a prisoner. If you like it, I'll give it to you," Nathan said.

He always kept to himself. There was no entertainment for him. So he felt it was not a pity to give it to Hannah. But Hannah didn't take it. It was good enough for him to have this intention. She pinched his wais with a smile.

Nathan thought with a frown.

I don't offend her. Why did she pinch me again?

After lunch, Jonathan looked at the time and said with a smile, "My teacher may be available at this time. He can spare five minutes to meet us. Mr. Ranchy, we must grasp these five minutes!" "Well..." Warren nodded with a serious expression.

He put on a suit, and combed his hair back. Now he looked very formal.

Jonathan glanced at Nathan and asked with a smile, "Mr. Evans, are you going with us? It's rare for you to see a big shot!"

He wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to show Nathan the gap between them, and then make him despise himself and leave Hannah.

Warren thought it was not a bad way to get Nathan away from his daughter. Nathan was a liar, he cheated his clever daughter. Jonathan would give a terrible blow to Nathan.

"He met Mr. Winfrid yesterday. It's not rare!" Hannah complained in a low voice.

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Soon, they arrived at the gate of a club.

Jonathan explained, "My teacher will come here every day after lunch to have tea and meet friends. Now, it's his break time. I have contacted him in advance, and he will give us five minutes!" On the way, Nathan held Hannah, who sprained her ankle.

Although Jonathan was annoyed seeing this, he didn't say anything. He thought that Nathan would realize the gap between them, and Hannah would also understand this.

"Wait, I'll go in and greet him." Jonathan smiled, pushed open the door of a tearoom, and walked in.

After a while, Jonathan came out, nodded to Warren, "Mr. Ranchy, come in with me..."

Warren felt excited, and said to Hannah, "Stay here and wait!"

Nathan was a little stunned and confused, "Does Winfrid have such a high status? Yesterday, I couldn't see it."

"Mr. Winfrid is very famous. Take it seriously!" Hannah told Nathan.

"Is it?" Nathan said lightly, obviously, he didn't care about it.

Hannah said, "If it wasn't for the people from the Hawk family who came to make trouble yesterday, Mr. Winfrid wouldn't attempt to intervene. We wouldn't have seen him at all. He's very mysterious. It's rare for an ordinary person to meet him!"

"Oh," Nathan responded lightly.