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?"

Nathan growled

widely. "If she's not your wife,

jaw clenched when he

a group

on his face

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

room, the group of people surrounding Mr. Holt curled their lips at Nathan. Then, they turned to

as he was caught amidst the conflict between Nathan and Mr. Holt. His face showed just how awkward he

"Mr. Cross, this is the son of the Brimmopolis' Holt

from Brimmopolis are considered wealthy and powerful, and most people can't afford to offend them. I don't think this matter is that big of a

know what else to

knew that Nathan was the head of

president of the

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

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

two sides, he asked with a chilly

as he racked his brain