Chapter 1268 You Have To Help Me

The Smiths got panicked as they said, "Nathan, you're doomed. Rear admiral Westwood is coming after you. What do we do now?"

Nathan reassured them with a smile, "Don't worry, Major-General Wilson has invited me for a meeting. They're not arresting me so I'll be alright."

Sean could not help but let out a huff, "Nathan, you're too young and naive. Although they're asking you to meet them, it's the same as the police asking you to drop by the police station. Do you really think it'll only be a meeting? They're going to skin you alive!"

Gideon and Devin began snickering loudly.

It was a brief moment ago that they said Tristan would come after Nathan, and in minutes, the military was here. They had come for him faster than they thought.

Gideon looked at Nathan with a sneer. "I told you that you can't afford to cross Mr. Westwood. You're doomed this time."

Even Devin was laughing at him as well. "Let's not forget the Smiths, the next will be you guys after Mr. Westwood is done with Nathan."

All the Smiths looked ashen.

inviting me over. What makes you

said, Nathan led his men to follow Callan to Channing's military

Gideon and Devin. "Major-General Wilson has said that the

and son assumed that Tristan was seeking help from Franklin in getting rid of

witness Nathan's demise. They smiled

left behind several hundred soldiers to clean up the mess while he returned to

reception room at

Franklin and Tristan were seated on their chairs

of his cigarette into the ashtray and said with a smile, "Major-General Wilson, you

laughed, "I used to follow the General for three years when I was in the North. That's how I

Franklin used to be a minor Lieutenant Colonel just a few years back. The General had been the one to help him get

other than the General's help, Franklin had other

up in ranks as quickly as he

life, but I only retired as a rear admiral. You're different, Major-General Wilson. You're only in your late

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