Everyone in the ballroom looked at Dustin in astonishment.

Cody was the manager of Majestic Hotel and was giving Dustin a chance to back out of his claims. Yet, Dustin did not take it. Worse, he implied that Cody did not have the authority to call the shots. He even wanted to see the owner of Majestic Hotel.

Who did Dustin think he was?

He was only a low-class pig farmer. Did he have the right to meet such an important person?

Dustin could no longer be called bold. He was nothing but a fool with an overinflated ego.

“Hahaha… You have nothing to say to me?” Cody laughed in rage.

“That’s the first time I’ve heard something like that. I wonder how important you are that I don’t have what it takes to talk to you.”

“Mr. Siegal, don’t listen to him. He’s just a pig farmer,” someone said.

“A pig farmer?” Cody’s face turned cold and frightening.

“How dare a mere pig farmer come to Majestic Hotel and make such accusations? This isn’t somewhere you can cause trouble!”

“Dust