Salute To The General

Chapter 1961



Nathan and his family packed up and moved to the Smith family's house to stay there for two days.

Following the weekend, Queenie and the rest of the Smith children were enjoying themselves in the courtyard.

Nathan sat on a rattan chair under a grape rack at the courtyard with a book in his hand and some tea on the table that Penny had personally made for him. The corners of his lips curled into a smile as he watched the children playing.

In that moment, Penny brought a plate of pastries to Nathan and said with a smile, "Nathan, these are some pretzels my mom and I have made together. Have a taste."

Nathan grabbed a piece, bit into it, and responded with a smile, "It tastes good."

Penny blushed and said, "If you like it, I'll make some more for you when I have the time next time."

As Nathan sat Penny down next to him, he replied smilingly, "Come on. Since you're the chairman of the Cross Group, you're pretty busy all the time. How would you have time to make snacks for me?"

Penny responded seriously instead, "Cross Group's new cancer vaccine projects have reached a critical point recently. When the few projects have been developed and launched successfully into the market, I will gradually step back and manage from behind the scenes. Ultimately, being a good mother and wife is my greatest wish."

As he embraced his wife while watching his daughter play with the children from a distance, he thought to himself. I've always wanted to be with my family too.

never waits

revenge on him. Even in his own country, quite a few people wanted him dead as well.

he wanted to leave authority behind and return fully to his family, it wasn't

by President Woods and entrusted with

Military Governor, he was now responsible for the military defense of the entire country. So, he couldn't

distance whilst embracing his wife in his arms, he said softly, "I also wish I could retire early so I could spend some quality with my

snuggled up while sharing this

boom and someone was sent flying at

entered the building

a slim man with a pale but sickly flushed face. That man looked so ill like he would kick the bucket

was none other than the sickly

sat in a wheelchair with an utterly resentful look

of men with knives and they were the elite

and his men barging in, Colin, Ava, and the

and the rest of the family also came out

saw Kelvin, Sherman, and the rest, their expressions

the women scurried over, they carried the children inside the house. As

you must pay for the damage you've caused." Sherman, who was sitting in a wheelchair, spoke through gritted teeth as his eyes reddened