Mr. Morgan put down the phone with a face as dark as iron. He never expected that he would take a loss right here at the Peninsula Hotel.
This made him—accustomed to pampering and universal reverence—feel that he had completely lost face, but even so, he knew very well in his heart that he could not just do as he pleased.
After all, the Peninsula Hotel was not a place where he could run wild at will.
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