The Tyrant Billionaire-Chapter 590 Entering The Hotel Industry

Nicky Hilton was found playing with friends at a bar. Upon hearing his father’s urgent summons, he immediately drove back.

His father, Conrad Hilton, looked so grim that it made Nicky anxious. He hadn’t caused any trouble recently—had he?

"Why the hell did you go and mess with Elizabeth Taylor?" Conrad Hilton shouted at his son.

"What? Elizabeth Taylor’s just a small time actress, and besides, I didn’t do anything," Nicky replied, bewildered.

"Small time actress? Do you even know whose woman she is? She’s Jon Hardy’s woman! Surely you know who Jon Hardy is."

Nicky’s heart skipped a beat at the mention of Hardy’s name.

Of course, he knew who Jon Hardy was. Hardy’s name was often mentioned in their social circles.

People with connections like theirs knew more than the average person. They knew Hardy had a background in organized crime and still controlled Los Angeles’s largest gang. Even the American Mafia, notorious across the country, didn’t dare cross him.

The recent incident with HD Security strafing a gang with fighter jets was still a hot topic of conversation among them.

Who else in America would dare to do such a thing?

Hardy dared, and afterward, he faced no repercussions. That gang, however, was wiped out gone down in history.

And Elizabeth Taylor was Jon Hardy’s woman.

Damn, he hadn’t known.

Nicky Hilton’s face turned pale, and his voice trembled. "Father, I swear, I didn’t know Taylor was Jon Hardy’s woman. I was just pursuing her, sending her flowers a few times—nothing more."

Conrad Hilton shot his son a cold glare. "Lucky for you that you didn’t do anything else. If you had, it wouldn’t just be a warning—you’d be lying dead in the street."

"I just got off the phone with Andy, the president of Hardy Group. He warned me that if you dare approach Taylor again, Hardy Group will go to full-scale war with the Hilton family. Do you understand what full-scale war means? With Hardy Group’s resources and connections, and the power they command, the only outcome for the Hilton family would be complete destruction."

Conrad Hilton roared at his son.

Nicky hung his head. He knew he’d really messed up this time.

"You idiot! I ought to strip you of your heir status and kick you out as far as possible," Conrad Hilton spat furiously.

Nicky was terrified. His one support, his life’s greatest hope, was the Hilton family fortune. Without his inheritance, he’d be penniless. What meaning would life have then?

"Father, please! I know I was wrong. I’ll never cause trouble again," Nicky pleaded.

Conrad waved hand in anger. "Luckily, this hasn’t come to the worst yet. They only gave a warning. From now on, never show yourself in front of Elizabeth Taylor again. If you even accidentally run into her, get as far away as you can."

Conrad Hilton’s tone was severe.

"Yes, I promise."

Nicky thought to himself, if he’d known Taylor was Hardy’s woman, he wouldn’t have dared approach her.

"And another thing—because you caused this trouble, the Hilton family must do something to smooth things over. I’ll have a talk with Hardy."

"As for you, you must leave the United States. Hilton is preparing to build a new hotel in Milan, Italy. Go to Milan, and don’t come back until the hotel is open. This is also a test for you. If you don’t perform well, I’ll reconsider your heir status."

"Yes, Father," Nicky quickly agreed.

The next day.

Nicky Hilton boarded a plane bound for Milan.

After Nicky left, Conrad Hilton contacted Andy. "Mr. Andy, I apologize for the previous incident. I’ve strictly forbidden Nicky from ever approaching Ms. Taylor again, and I’ve sent him off to a construction site in Italy."

"Mr. Andy, I’d also like to meet with Mr. Hardy to discuss this matter and apologize in person. Additionally, perhaps our two families could find some opportunities for cooperation, maybe in the hotel industry."

Andy conveyed Conrad Hilton’s intentions to Hardy. Hardy was indifferent. "Arrange a meeting with him, then."

The meeting was set in Las Vegas, where two major casinos were set to open soon. Hardy had been staying there, and Monroe, Taylor, and Ava were all there as well, rehearsing for their performances.

They were all staying at Hardy’s estate in Las Vegas.

Conrad Hilton arrived at Hardy’s estate and saw three women accompanying Hardy. He recognized them instantly: Ava Gardner, one of Hollywood’s most famous stars and singers, hailed as a sex goddess of her time; Marilyn Monroe, Hollywood’s new sex goddess, unmatched in her allure; and Elizabeth Taylor, a renowned actress.

All three women were obviously Hardy’s.

And this time, it was one of Hardy’s women that his son had tried to court. Hardy was truly a ladies man, Conrad thought.

He had three, and anyone who dared approach just one of them would be killed.

So domineering.

Hardy walked over and shook hands with Conrad Hilton, smiling. "Andy mentioned that Hilton has some cooperative interests with me?"

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Hardy didn’t mention his son.

To him, the son was an insignificant figure. All he wanted was for him to stay away from Taylor. He’d only sent her a few bouquets of flowers, not enough to warrant extreme measures.

Hardy was a reasonable man.

"Mr. Hardy, I believe Las Vegas has immense potential, and Hilton Hotels is considering building a hotel here. Of course, it would be ideal to have a casino as well," Conrad Hilton said with a smile.

Hardy gave a slight smile. "A lot of people want to open a casino in Las Vegas, but having money alone won’t cut it."

Conrad Hilton knew this too. Such a lucrative business wasn’t something Hardy would easily let others get involved in.

"My idea is to partner with you, Mr. Hardy, with you leading the way," Conrad Hilton proposed.

Hardy paused.

"Hardy Group has considered entering the hotel industry before, but we’ve been too occupied with other ventures to pursue it yet."

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