Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 1441

At this moment, the lobby of The Grand Regency was already packed with fans who had rushed in from all over the country. The two specially set up check-in counters were surrounded by impenetrable crowds. Every fan who received their support merchandise had a thrilled expression, looking as incredibly happy as if it were a major holiday. They excitedly collected their exclusive number plates, full of anticipation. After all, rumors were flying that a historically luxurious grand prize draw would take place after the meet-and-greet ended.

Tiffany worked like a tireless little spinning top, bustling back and forth between the lobby and the banquet hall. She shouted herself hoarse, patiently arranging seating for batch after batch of entering fans. Meanwhile, Brett had been stationed by her on the road outside the hotel to act as a human signpost. The Grand Regency was simply too massive, boasting several large and small entrances and exits. For the convenience of unified management and fan check-ins, the hotel had coordinated with security today to leave only the main front entrance open for access. Many out-of-town fans who arrived by taxi or subway only found the side doors and were completely lost. Brett acted like a dutiful, stern-faced guardian deity, responsible for guiding those lost individuals toward the main entrance.

However, an incredibly exaggerated extra layer of security had been set up on the path the fans were taking today. The security personnel in black suits checked everything meticulously, not even sparing the inner compartments of the fans' bags. A few fans who finally squeezed into the lobby happened to run into Tiffany, whom they had met before. Unable to hold back any longer, several girls surrounded her and began to complain in low voices.

'President Tiffany, why is there so much security for this gathering?' one asked.

'Yeah, exactly! I went through three large and small metal detectors just walking here!' another chimed in.

'What's even more ridiculous is that they made me take off my platform shoes three times for inspection!' a third added. 'This is way too extreme. I didn't even find it this troublesome going through customs abroad before!'

Tiffany naturally knew this was Mr. Nelson's doing, but she quickly pacified everyone on the surface. 'Oh, please be a little understanding, everyone. This is the Capital, after all. You all read the news. I heard there have been quite a few disturbances in the Capital recently. Plus, our gathering has over a thousand people, so the security level naturally has to be raised. This is all for everyone's safety!'

Hearing her explanation, the fans felt it made sense and stopped complaining about the security checks. But soon, a sharp-eyed girl with long hair leaned in, excitedly nudging Tiffany with her elbow. 'Tiffany, you just came in from outside too. Did you see the man responsible for giving directions at the entrance? He doesn't look like an ordinary security guard at all! That physique, those muscles, that face. It's just incredible! And just standing there, his aura is so intense. He looks like a top-tier hunk with a mysterious past!'

Another girl immediately agreed. 'Yes, yes, yes! I noticed him too! After the gathering is over, can I go ask for his contact info?'

'Congratulations! You definitely have to make him treat the fan club to wedding candy someday!'

Listening to the chorus of congratulations, a layer of burning red instantly dyed Tiffany's cheeks. Though she didn't argue back verbally, she was blooming with joy inside. She turned her head, sneaking a peek through the lobby's massive floor-to-ceiling windows at Brett, who was still giving directions outside. The foolish man still stood straight as a ramrod, like a piece of wood that could never be warmed up. Tiffany couldn't help but mutter happily to herself in her mind, wondering how much longer it would take for her to make this iron tree bloom.

The time soon reached two in the afternoon, and the fan gathering finally officially commenced. The ultra-luxurious grand banquet hall, capable of holding twelve hundred people, was now packed to the brim with no empty seats. Even Abriella and Krystina had disguised themselves as ordinary fans. They blended into the crowd to check in, took their number plates, and found their designated seats.

On the massive stage at the very front of the banquet hall, a giant ultra-high-definition screen was playing on a loop. The footage showcased scene after scene of Emmy's highlight moments and the great contributions she had made to change the industry landscape. Meanwhile, Emmy and James were in no rush to appear under the spotlight on the first floor. The two of them walked side by side to the concealed VIP balcony on the second floor. Emmy leaned her hands on the railing and looked down, her eyes filled with shock.