Salute To The General

Chapter 1435 The General Is In Mayberry

Still in his chair, Nathan smoked casually and asked, "This is also the second time you've fallen into my hands. Tell me. How should I punish you?"

Nathan's casual threat terrified Ian immensely!

He had asked the same thing to Grolf, who then led his men to break their arm before he agreed to forgive them.

Grolf and his men were often involved in fights, so they were used to getting injured.

However, Ian was a media mogul. He was used to leading a privileged life and wasn't as bold as Grolf!

Gazing at Nathan fearfully, he forced out, "Nathan, Wendy, don't go too far. If you ask around, you'll know I call the shots in Mayberry."

Nathan was amused. "You call the shots in Mayberry?”

Mistaking Nathan's amusement for fear, Ian regained his composure and yelled loudly, "That's right. You'd better apologize to me now. I can consider forgiving you if you do so."

Actually, Ian wanted to escape for now. He planned to kill Nathan and Wendy using his connections and resources later.

Grinning, Nathan picked up his phone and called Mitchell.

When the call got connected, Nathan let out a cold laugh. "Mitchell Bright, you told me you call the shots in Mayberry, didn't you? Why is someone else claiming the same thing?"

prominent Bright family, also the president of

Ian heard the name, he

of the high society that was unreachable even to

believe Nathan was

Wendy's agency, she panicked and was all over the

someone as prominent as Mitchell, he would've helped

was sure Nathan was nothing but a reckless meathead. There was no way he'd

pretended to call Mitchell because he's afraid I'll take revenge on him. It must be

that thought occurred to

your act. Let me

broke into a cold sweat when he received Nathan's call. He blurted out nervously,

"What

the General

wits, Mitchell asked, "Mr. Cross, did you just say someone claims he pulls the strings

aunt,

you

explanation, Mitchell finally realized Nathan was not

before answering in a loud voice, "Damn it, who the hell

trying to butter up

legend remained

minutes. Meet me at Marriott