Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 823

Wesley sneered.

"Why are you people like this? Insulting someone for no reason."

Gene finally snapped, shouting back in his native tongue.

Watching them all laugh, Gene was consumed by a mix of burning jealousy and rage.

How could these hicks from the mainland be so genuinely happy?

But remembering Jax's warning from earlier, he didn't dare say another word.

Thankfully, they had reached the reserved rooms; his eyes darkened slightly before he turned and left.

Being away from home, Mira and Owen Lance shared a suite for added security.

As the two were organizing their luggage, a knock sounded at the door, and a blonde, blue-eyed bellhop entered.

Carrying a tray of coffee, he surprisingly spoke in perfect Mavarian, "The weather is good today."

Owen replied, "The weather will be better tomorrow."

After mutually verifying their identities with The Ellis Registry, the man set the coffee down and quietly exited.

Mira looked at Owen. "Your master's men?"

"Yes. Since Hank's team is already out in the open, they don't need to show themselves; they can provide protection from the shadows.

We can have them gather intelligence discreetly."

Traveling in unfamiliar territory meant having double the insurance was absolutely necessary.

The two meticulously swept the suite for hidden cameras, then completely sanitized the space.

After hanging their clothes in the closet, organizing their daily essentials, and tucking their suitcases away, they got ready to head down to the restaurant.

When they stepped out of the room, the bodyguards and assistants were already waiting in the hallway to go down together.

Truth be told, the outer room of the suite could comfortably house two bodyguards, but this hotel boasted impeccable security and reportedly had a spotless track record.

Coupled with the fact that both Mira and Owen were highly capable in a fight, they had arranged for their detail to occupy the adjacent rooms.

It ensured the team got proper rest and allowed everyone a little privacy.

As for breakfast, the service here was incredibly accommodating; if guests didn't feel like dining downstairs, they could simply place an order via the internal phone line for room service.

He shook his head.

"I'll just continue the tasting menu tomorrow morning."

Compared to Ethan, Hank, and Owen, who were seasoned travelers, Mira, Harvey, and Wesley were completely new to the international scene and fascinated by everything.

Mira turned to Jax, Cyrus Montgomery, and the rest of the team. "Go ahead and grab what you want, you don't need to wait for us."

If she hadn't given the word, they would have stood by until she finished getting her food before taking turns to eat.

Owen also waved at the bodyguards and secretaries, gesturing for them to make themselves comfortable.

Then, Owen guided Mira around, patiently introducing the flavors and specialties of each culinary zone.

He had spent a considerable amount of time in the Javenaire Federation during his college years and possessed a deep knowledge of global cuisine.

Though it was technically a buffet, every station was meticulously attended to by masked waiters.

The counters weren't overflowing with large batches, but the staff continuously restocked the dishes, ensuring everything remained perfectly fresh and hot.

Mira also adopted Harvey's strategy, picking up small portions of whatever looked appealing to test the waters, planning to return for the winners and ditch the losers.