Chapter 1038

Chapter 1038:

However, the contents still splashed onto Ailyn.

Ailyn stood there, dumbfounded.

She struggled to grasp why such an incident would happen in a room reserved for their meeting with Dr. Mia. Events escalated rapidly. Quentin, already irritable, saw red when his intended target was spared by another’s intervention. He swore and lunged at Ailyn.

Nathan stepped in, shielding her, and a fight erupted instantly.

The altercation intensified quickly, drawing in the elders, who tried to calm the situation but ended up embroiled in the melee. Meanwhile, Madisyn found herself trapped in the hallway, blocked by the unfolding chaos. Noise filled the area recklessly.

Just then, Andrew and the manager reappeared, walking into the disarray.

“Sweetheart, are you okay?”

Andrew’s immediate concern was for Madisyn’s well-being.

Madisyn replied, “I’m fine, but they might not be.”

Briefly, Madisyn relayed the cause of the altercation, ending with a shrug. “I tried to tell them this wasn’t the right room, but no one would listen.”

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Andrew’s expression turned cold as he directed the staff to separate Quentin and Nathan.

While Quentin was still eager to fight, the presence of several people restraining him cooled his temper momentarily. Then, catching Andrew’s stern look, he calmed down further.

He was aware of the gravity of causing trouble in a club owned by the Klein Group.

Gradually coming to his senses, Quentin straightened his attire and cleaned the blood from his lip, trying to defend his actions. “Mr. Klein, I assure you, I’m not at fault. I was quietly drinking when these individuals stormed in. I had to defend myself.”

Andrew surveyed the scene—Quentin claiming self-defense, Nathan visibly battered, and Ailyn, her appearance marred by spilled wine.

Despite Quentin’s weak justification, he had been the one intruded upon.

Before Quentin could think through his next move, Andrew explained the situation. “They were my guests, though they mistakenly entered the wrong room.”

Quentin’s confusion deepened, wrinkles forming on his brow as he tried to discern Andrew’s stance. Yet Andrew continued evenly, “My apologies for the interruption, Mr. Robinson. To make amends, the Klein Group will take care of the issues you’ve faced with those materials. Should you require a different room, just let our staff know.”

Quentin was momentarily taken aback.

He had been troubled by the issues with those materials today, and here was Andrew, not only dismissing the chaos he had caused but also offering solutions.

Suspicion flickered across Quentin’s face as he reassessed Andrew and then glanced at Ailyn and Nathan.

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