Salute To The General

Chapter 1097 Master Holt From Brimmopolis

In the private room, a group of immaculately dressed men surrounded a man in a black Armani suit. They wore flattering looks on their faces as they showered him with praises, "Mr. Holt, you're indeed a heart-throb. No girl can resist your charms."

"After you touched that pretty lady's bum, she couldn't even bring herself to get mad at you. We're more than willing to lose this bet."

The man dressed in a suit, whom they addressed as Mr. Holt, answered with a smug expression, "Back in Brimmopolis, they call me a ladies' man and the p**** conqueror. The number of women I've been with can easily top the number of clothes you have in your wardrobe. Did you think I wouldn't live up to my reputation?"

Just then, Nathan walked in.

Everyone in the room instantly quiet down, frowning at the outsider.

"Who the hell are you? Who let you in?" Mr. Holt exclaimed with displeasure in his

tone.

Nathan ignored his question, and asked in a nonchalant tone, "Were you the one who harassed my friend outside just now?"

Mr. Holt noticed Penny and Grace trailing behind Nathan just then. He glanced at Grace and finally understood what this was all about. A smile that formed on his lips as he threw a question back at Nathan, "Your wife?"

friend," Nathan

your wife, then it's none of your concern. Now get

clenched when he

hurried over with a group of hotel security guards

his face when he

to Mr. Holt and said, "You are here just in time. This guy harassed my friend. You're the boss here. Either you take care of this matter in

surrounding Mr. Holt curled their lips

Mr. Holt. His face

"Mr. Cross, this is the son of the

I don't think this matter is that big of a deal, so can you let

what

knew that Nathan was the

family, and also the president of the Cross

precious son of the wealthy Holt family from Brimmopolis, whom he really couldn't

a dispute between Nathan and Gerard resembled a war between the gods. He couldn't afford to get on

Nathan saw how Ross was trying to mediate between the two sides, he asked with a chilly

as he racked his brain for an