Chapter 117: Chapter 117: Success_1

The 30% off coupon might not seem like much, but for the average person, the standard cost of dining at the Reverie Inn was pretty steep.

Therefore, once the discount coupon was introduced, customers who had never been to the Reverie Inn before immediately became interested.

They had all heard of the Reverie Inn’s reputation but had never visited.

Seizing the opportunity presented by the discount coupons, they brought family and friends to dine at the Reverie Inn.

In a short time, the sales at the Reverie Inn soared, nearly doubling in just a few days.

Lois timely launched a “commoners’ menu,” which was cheaper than the previous offerings, but customers could only sit in the ground floor lobby.

Moreover, in the ground floor lobby, one couldn’t enjoy the Inn’s signature dishes or its famously nourishing medicated meals.

At the same time, a 15% service charge was added for the private dining rooms, and the prices for common dishes were the same as those in the lobby.

In this way, the guest hierarchy was completely separated, and those who were dining at the hotel for the first time were fully retained.

“Iris has done well, this hotel should have been handed over to you earlier.”

Alfred Webb was very pleased and said to Greg Jensen, smiling, “Greg, thank you for your help.”

“Uncle Alfred, you’re too kind. It’s all Iris’ own doing, I’ve just been lending a hand,” Greg humbly replied.

Alfred Webb laughed heartily and said, “I know my own daughter. If she had this kind of ability, she wouldn’t have been at her wits’ end due to the hotel’s business before.”

“Dad, how… how can you speak of me that way.”

Lois immediately got upset and said to her father in the video call, “Greg really didn’t help much at all.”

“Hahaha, your Aunt Tao is calling me out for a walk. I’m hanging up now, okay?”

With a cheerful laugh, Alfred Webb hung up the video call.

Lois, mouth puffing up in annoyance, glared at Greg and asked, “Tell me, did you or did you not help at all?”

Greg, caught between laughter and tears, said, “Yes, yes, you’re right.”

“Hmm, that’s more like it.”

Lois rolled her eyes smugly, “Isn’t it clear that I’m the more capable one?”

Greg laughed, “Yes, yes, you’re the most capable. So, Ms. Webb, please take good care of the business. I’m going to check on Norman Holmes at the hospital.”

“Go ahead, will you be back tonight?”

“No, I’ll stay at the hospital. Evan can’t be moved yet, and it would be troublesome if Kenny Walker showed up.”

Upon hearing his words, Lois’s expression turned serious. She cautioned, “Be careful, and make sure to prioritize your own safety.”

“I will.”

Heart warmed, Greg stepped forward, embraced her, and kissed her deeply.

Lois did not resist, tilting her head back in response.

After a long while, Greg released her, smiling, “Don’t wander about tonight. Sleep tight at home.”

“Got it,” Lois smiled.

Greg drove away from the supermarket and headed to Riverhaven Hospital.

What he didn’t notice was a van parked across the street, and it had been there for three consecutive days.

Engrossed in finding and filling gaps at the supermarket, Lois also failed to notice the van across the street.

Not until the staff had left for the night and she had finished checking the day’s accounts did she step out of the supermarket.

Her Jeep had been driven away by Greg, and Alfred’s old Crown was taken out by Adeline.

With both cars unavailable, she had no choice but to stand on the roadside waiting for a ride-share.

At that moment, a yellow van slowly approached.

Lois paid it no mind, looking down at her phone for the ride-share details. She had just lifted her head when she saw the van had stopped right in front of her.

As Lois Abbott was puzzling over the situation, the van door suddenly swung open, and two masked men quickly jumped out, pulled her into the vehicle before she could react.

Lois’s scream had just begun when it abruptly cut off.

Immediately afterward, the yellow van sped off, leaving only a pair of red taillights fading into the distance.

On the other side, after Greg Jensen finished examining Norman Holmes’s body, he also performed another acupuncture session to stimulate the circulation in his head.

Watching Greg’s serious demeanor, Norman couldn’t help but feel guilty as he said, “Brother Greg, I feel like I’m almost fully recovered now, can I be discharged from the hospital?”

” What’s the rush, the hospital is safer than home right now. Kenny Walker has been so quiet these past few days, who knows what evil he’s plotting.”

Before Greg could finish, his phone suddenly rang. He picked it up and after listening for a moment, his expression turned grim.

“Something’s happened!”

A surge of anxiety gripped Norman, who quickly asked, “What happened?”

“Iris has been taken.”

“Did Kenny Walker do it?”

Greg’s face was twisted in anger as he said with a heavy voice, “Who else could it be besides him! Damn Kenny Walker, he’s forcing my hand!”

“Don’t panic, his likely target is still us brothers, so he won’t harm Miss Xia before achieving his goal.”

Norman suggested, “Here’s what we’ll do—have Bryce Cooke and Bobby Prince followyou; find the person first and then we’ll talk.”

Greg felt a slight warmth in his heart and said, “They can’t both come with me, you need to keep someone on your side.”

“No need, Bobby Prince can call some guys over to keep watch. Without Bobby, I’m afraid you might not find her so quickly.”

“Well…alright then.”

Greg hesitated for a moment but then nodded in agreement. Now was no time for pretense; the priority was to find Lois.

Norman called in Bobby Prince and Bryce Cooke and instructed, “Miss Xia has been taken by Kenny Walker’s men. You two, start making calls now, gather everyone and make sure you find her!”

“Understood, boss!”

“Evan, we’ll be going then.”

Norman nodded and said, “Go, and be careful.”

“Okay.”

Greg left with Bobby Prince and Bryce Cooke and first drove to the fruit and vegetable supermarket.

After inquiring about the incident and obtaining the license plate number of the yellow van, he called Micah Brent and then reached out to Chester Ware.

There was only one goal: find the van that took Lois.

Whoever found it first could name their price!

Greg was truly frantic, even more so than when Uncle Hall burned down their house.

Upon receiving his call, Micah Brent and Chester Ware immediately mobilized all their connections to start looking for Lois.

As a patrol bureau chief, Micah Brent had a natural advantage in searching for people, and he was confident he’d find Lois first.

After such a long time together, he had come to believe that Greg must be a hermit with extraordinary abilities, or at the very least, the disciple of one.

Such people should be befriended, not offended.

Now faced with the opportunity to support someone powerful, he wouldn’t miss it.

“Chief, the yellow van was last seen at the intersection on South Third Road, heading west.”

Upon hearing this, Micah immediately ordered, “Call everyone, depart immediately, and search west along South Third Road. Within one hour, we must find the person.”

“Yes!”

One after another, police cars with blaring sirens rushed out of the patrol bureau, heading towards South Third Road.

At the same time, Micah also called Greg and relayed the information he had received to him.