Salute To The General

After leaving the White House, Nathan returned to the villa that the Windsor family allowed him to stay in.

Back home, Magda came to welcome him. She said softly, "Mr. Cross, a Ms. Stewart has been waiting for you for some time."

Ms. Stewart? Oh, she's talking about Cheryl Stewart.

Nathan's gaze trailed past her and stopped at a gorgeous lady sitting on the sofa. It was none other than Cheryl.

Magda cast a strange gaze in Nathan's direction.

It didn't escape Magda's notice that Nathan was a married man. As someone of the same sex as Cheryl and Kylie, she knew they both had romantic feelings for Nathan.

Thus, she stared at Nathan as though he were a playboy.

It was pretty obvious what she had in mind.

Alas, Nathan couldn't really explain himself and had to let her be.

He removed his shoes and entered the villa. By then, Cheryl had already gotten to his feet. "You're back, Nathan," she greeted him warmly.

Nathan shot her a grin. "Cheryl, why are you here? Is something up?"

Cheryl pouted. "Why? Do I need a reason to be here?"

"Of course not" Nathan answered cheerfully.

Cheryl stopped joking with him. She wore a serious explanation and revealed the reason for her visit. "Nathan, do you know besides the Norris family, the other four Reclusive Families' Patriarchs have brought their top fighters to

Brimmopolis?"

grinned. "What does that have

here to celebrate General Quillen's birthday, but everyone knows the other reason

housekeeper to pour him a glass of water before turning to Cheryl calmly. "I was merely testing their abilities on behalf of the military. How can they blame me for doing that?"

was amused. "They want

was unfazed, but

I wanted to ask my dad to ask President Woods or the Chief Military Governor for help, but he refused to do so. He also told me to stay out of the

should stay out of this, for I can handle it

hard to keep her frustration in check. She was about to ask

can't do as you like here.

and

then, Magda

Cross, a bunch of

has just

has stopped them from entering the villa.

told her, "I'll go take

spun on his heels and strode

went out after

door, Colin was confronting around

of men.

leader of the group was a man in black suit. There was a scar on his

seemed tight as he was muscular. Due to his sturdy figure, the suit looked more like armor

Those

observant would

engraved

on his collar