Salute To The General

Chapter 779 I Will Not Let This End Here

At the Cote family mansion in Moonlight Bay.

In the study was a rotund man with slicked-back hair, bushy eyebrows, and thick lips. Sausage-like fingers clenching a cigarette, Charlus Cote had a puzzled look on his face when he uttered, "What? The mysterious man who'd used ten billion to buy Jade Hotel from us was Nathan Cross?"

Dressed in a butler's uniform, Simon Horton answered, "To be precise, it was actually Nathan's father, Zayn Cross." Charlus frowned. "Zayn Cross... As in the patriarch of the Northania Cross family?" "That's him!" Simon nodded.

Sneering, Charlus muttered, "Here | was, saying that | was going to teach Nathan Cross a lesson. I'd planned on letting them go homeless, in Glyngarth. Yet, that sly old fox actually hid his identity and bought over my hotel at such an exorbitant rate, just so his son could have a place to stay. What a slap in the face! If only I'd known, | wouldn't have sold off the hotel!”

Simon shook his head. "We didn't know it was Zayn at the time. In addition to that, with the rate that he was willing to pay for it, any businessman would've signed the deal!"

"We might've earned some money, but we were humiliated in the process. | won't allow the father and son to run scot-free!" Charlus harrumphed angrily.

Timidly, Simon piped up, "Sir, the Cross family is one of Northania's aristocrats. Their influence is no simple matter. Do you think it's wise to butt heads with them?"

Northania. In Glyngarth, my territory, they'll have to do as | say. If | say kneel, they'd

of course! I'm certain that they wouldn't dare to

words carry no weight anymore? Why haven't

informed me that they were originally going to detain him for ten days. However, for your sake, they've decided to release him after twenty-four hours. He'll be out by tomorrow

f***? The Crosses must've threatened the police.

as their vacation plan was ruined. However, Glyngarth was an old city with plenty of

company meandered through the various buildings while holding umbrellas. It was

afternoon, Stephen Cote was finally released by the police. He swaggered

Aman in exquisitely done makeup was in the lead. This

tight hug in greeting. There was a smile on his face as he teased,

though one was a famous celebrity, while the other was a notorious playboy, they still got along

was broody as he huffed, "Don't remind me! | was played as a fool, by a bunch of outsiders. If

connections?" Cory exclaimed. Stephen growled, "That Nathan Cross b****** is so dead, now