Salute To The General

Chapter 1868



A frown settled on Hansel's face as he thought about the President's proposal. Even Hansel was not sure if it was a good idea for Nathan to wear a mask.

The good thing about it was that Nathan's identity could remain confidential. That would save him a lot of unnecessary objection from Clifford and his men, which would make Nathan's job a lot easier.

The downside was that Nathan would not leave a legacy for himself. People after him would only know of the Chief Military Governor, but no one would know that man was Nathan.

"I guess President Woods has his own considerations. Since that's what he wishes, it's best to just follow," before long, Hansel finally spoke.

"I agree. There's no other way anyway," Nathan agreed.

Nathan stayed back for dinner at the Windsor residence before taking leave.

As he was making his way out, he ran into Yosef Davier, who used to be Clifford's nephew but was now his stepson.

Yosef was driving a Land Rover, and behind him was his bunch of subordinates and friends.

He got out of the car and walked toward Nathan, laughing mirthlessly. "Look at who we ran into. Isn't this the man who killed my siblings?

I thought you'd be wallowing in tears in Channing. So what brings you back to Brimmopolis? Why don't you come over to our place now that you're back? We'll give you a warm welcome!"

and the others encircled Nathan

yourselves scarce before my patience runs out," Nathan

not heeding his warning at all. "Ha! Still trying to be high and mighty even when you're

him

all have some fun

speaking, he waved at his subordinates and beckoned them over. "Take

charged toward Nathan, ready to pin him to the

they were getting closer, Hansel's voice rang from behind, and a

and Camilla showed up with a

was still the former

looked back, the sinister smile

here to create trouble for you. The Davier family has a longstanding grudge against Nathan Cross, and I badly need to settle it

right in front of my house. I'll give you exactly one

want me to call

have to call my dad,"

signaled his men and

he gave the latter a sidelong glance and lowered his voice. "Nathan Cross, you won't be this lucky the next time. Mr. Windsor has already retired,

and his men

okay. "Don't take him too seriously. He might be Clifford's stepson, but he's just a nobody. Speaking of that