Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots-Chapter 502 - 307 questioning the suspect??

The noise coming from Gadi’s end was boisterous, with the hypnotic sound of music wafting unpredictably, accompanied by the voices of women and the clinking of glasses.

He must be enjoying himself in a private booth at Golar.

These sounds, transmitted through the phone, instantly sent the fury that the bearded Chairman of the Wealthy Merchants Association had been suppressing to its boiling point.

While they were facing a huge disaster, was he over there having the time of his life with a babe in his arms?

Had the Association been played by Gadi all along?

The bearded Chairman couldn’t care less about his usual image and cursed outright, "Why don’t you have a clue when I call you? Did you already know that the boy has the backing of the Mayor of Pus City, and you were too scared to mess with him, so you had us take the heat for you? What do we gain by dying for you? Without the Wealthy Merchants Association backing you up, do you think you’d be where you are today?"

The old foxes in the room were also infuriated to the point of snorting through their nostrils, a clear indication of how imposing the Mayor of Pus City was to them.

Gadi, with a drink in hand, had expected the Chairman to join him in mocking Xia Xian, but instead, he was barraged with insults.

He had never seen the Chairman so angry before.

He was still dazed when the phone call ended, and the sexy blonde by his side, seeing his drink halted at his lips, laughed coquettishly and eagerly pushed the glass towards his mouth. Normally, the big bosses loved this routine, but this time, just as they got started, Gadi pushed them away most rudely: "Get out! All of you, get out!"

The top-rated beauties in Golar, all with princess syndrome, were stunned by the unexpected outburst. They paused for several seconds before sashaying out the door.

Gadi tried to call the Chairman back, but the calls kept being cut off. Anxious, he paced back and forth in the private booth, trying to make sense of what the Chairman had said.

Stripping away the curses only border folks would understand, what was it that the Chairman had said...

Gadi stopped in his tracks and quickly identified the key point.

Xia Xian had the Mayor of Pus City backing him?

This was, by far, the biggest joke he had heard all year!

But the Chairman spoke with certainty, and there seemed to be no misunderstanding. It was then that Gadi thought to check the breaking news on his phone...

The beauties had left the door open in their indignation, and it remained ajar. Passersby were curiously peering into the room.

Tokta had been busy setting up mahjong rooms in the past two days, so he had been frequently coming to Golar. At that moment, he was heading to their private booth with a few Chinese big shots familiar with mahjong, passing by the entrance to Gadi’s room, he noticed the big handsome guy with a disheveled back view.

"Sir, is there anything I can help you with?" Gadi was in a VIP booth, and Tokta was rather patient with such guests.

Moreover, the new project for the Crown Mahjong Room had reignited his passion as the owner of Golar.

Gadi turned at the sound, and his expression tensed when he saw who it was.

He had something he needed Tokta’s help with: "Mr. Tokta, do you recognize this car?"

In the Wealthy District, everyone knew that Tokta was the son of the Mayor of Pus City. Gadi believed that those old fellows at the Association must have made a mistake. How could they simply identify someone as the Mayor of Pus based on a car?

Tokta took the phone and glanced at the screen, speaking casually, "Isn’t this my father’s car?"

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Gadi felt his scalp tingle: "Aren’t you going to take a closer look? Could it be just a similar model?"

Tokta smiled wickedly; as soon as the news about Mr. Xia’s close relationship with his father was reported, he knew some people would be in a panic. Seeing Gadi’s reaction, Tokta could tell this guy must have crossed Mr. Xia more than once: "No need, that’s my father’s car, because on that day, I was the one who drove my father to Mr. Xia’s house..."

Not only had the Mayor personally made a visit, but even Tokta had been there...

Gadi was like prey glanced by Medusa, turning rigid at a visibly rapid pace, unable even to move his eyeballs...

Tokta glanced at Gadi sympathetically, shrugged his shoulders, and walked away.

His father’s decisiveness was indeed astonishing. News like this, capturing a government official’s vehicle, would never be published so openly without the implied consent of higher-ups.

But Tokta believed that Xia Family deserved his father’s special attention; the good deeds of ancestors provided shade for their descendants to enjoy the fruits.

In almost half a day’s time, the news about Xia Xian’s close relationship with the Mayor had spread throughout the Wealthy District.

Xia Xian was outside the mine, smoking, when he saw the news. He took only one draw on his cigarette, the rest blown away by the wind.