The Inescapable Celibate Heir Chapter 200: Knock the President into Blood

Maggie had given up on watching the security footage. She felt a sense of satisfaction as she watched Willow and Sophie being unceremoniously escorted out of the security room by the guards. 

With a smug smile, she said, "Willow, cut the act. I know you're the last person who wants that footage restored. But even without the video, I'll make sure everyone knows just how shameless you are!" 

With that, she left with her friends. 

Dena also felt that the matter should end there. She glanced at the head of security and then turned to leave.

Sophie stomped her foot in frustration. "This is so annoying! I'm gonna file a complaint. That security guard was totally unreasonable!" 

Victoria, on the other hand, had a different idea. She remembered that Nick's family owned hotels too and wondered if he had any connections with the higher-ups at this hotel. 

The head of security might refuse a guest, but surely he couldn't refuse his own boss. 

Victoria called Nick, but as soon as he picked up, she heard a scream. She quickly said, "I'll call you back," and hung up.

It turned out that Willow, feeling a bit down, had bumped into someone as she turned a corner. 

Gerald Nguyen had just finished a three-hour meeting and was planning to inspect the hotel before leaving. 

As he turned to give instructions to his assistant, someone collided with his nose. Instinctively, he covered his nose, feeling a warm trickle. 

He saw a girl in a deep blue mermaid dress losing her balance and falling backward. He reached out to catch her but missed.

Suddenly, the hem of Willow's dress tore. She took a half step back with her left foot, kicked out with her right, and spread her arms while using her core strength to stop her fall, hovering parallel to the ground for a few seconds. 

This was a classic move from classical dance, emphasizing core strength and body control. Willow used her core to stand up straight without needing help. 

Her solid foundation in dance meant that even her high heels didn't hinder her performance, though her dress was ruined. 

She looked at the torn hem, shook her head, and then looked up at Gerald, apologizing sincerely, "I'm sorry, sir. That was my fault. Your nose is bleeding. Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Gerald quickly covered his nose. He had been mesmerized by Willow's series of movements, clearly impressed. 

He had seen many dance performances, but they were always on stage, the result of careful preparation. This was the first time he had seen someone use their dance skills in real life to avoid a fall. 

Not only was her posture beautiful, but it also showed her quick reflexes and intelligence. He despised beautiful women who lacked brains, so he appreciated Willow.

His assistant quickly handed him a handkerchief. "Mr. Nguyen, this handkerchief is unused." 

Gerald took it and wiped away the blood, his nose still a bit sore. He waved it off and said to Willow, "It's fine." 

He was thinking of how to naturally ask for her name or even find a reason to get her contact information when Sophie and Victoria rushed over, concerned. "Willow, are you okay?"

Willow shook her head. "I'm fine, but this gentleman got hurt because of me."

The two looked up to see a tall man in a well-fitted gray suit, broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted, with exquisite deep blue gemstone cufflinks. 

Unfortunately, there was still a bit of blood under his prominent nose, making his rugged face look somewhat comical. 

Sophie couldn't help but laugh, and Victoria's lips curled into a smile.

Gerald raised an eyebrow in confusion. Willow then seriously looked at his face and pointed to the side of his nose. "There's still a bit of blood there." 

Gerald couldn't see it and fumbled with the handkerchief, unable to clean it off. 

Willow stepped forward, took the handkerchief, and gently wiped the spot. 

Once it was clean, Gerald realized he was still holding Willow's delicate fingers. He quickly let go, cleared his throat, and said, "Thank you." 

Willow bowed her head slightly and said, "No need to thank me. It was my fault."

Gerald replied, "I was also at fault for not watching where I was going. Your dress is ruined. How about I buy you a new one?"

Willow wanted to refuse, but Sophie interjected, "Willow, let him. Do you really want to go back to the birthday party in that torn dress?"

Gerald remembered that there was a birthday party for twin sisters today and asked, "Are you Ms. Russell? I believe the party is on the first floor. What are you doing here?"

Willow explained, "There was an incident, and we came to check the security footage."

"Did you resolve it?" Gerald asked with concern.

Willow shook her head. 

Sophie jumped in, "That ugly guy has a girlfriend but still harasses my sister. They even accused her of seducing him! As if! And the security footage conveniently didn't capture that part."

Gerald followed Sophie's gaze and saw Dena's group waiting for the elevator, including a young man with shifty eyes, likely Paul, the one Sophie mentioned. 

Gerald narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Please don't leave. I'm the president of this hotel. If you need to check the footage, I'll make sure they cooperate."