Dauntless God Of War novel Chapter 323

Only a few people in the country had this number.

Besides Jacques, the rest had also become international or domestic leaders in their own industries.

This included the founders of a leading domestic e-commerce company, a shipping conglomerate, an air-conditioning and home appliances company, and a social networking company.

Harold had given them this number so they could get in contact with him if they ever encountered any difficulties they couldn't solve.

In the past five years, Freya Group had been able to develop rapidly and smoothly, especially with the God of War's reputation.

Jacques didn't have the chance to call this number for the past five years, so he didn't expect Harold to give him a call personally now.

He took a deep breath to calm down before answering the call.

“Hello, Mr. Campbell. Is there something I can help you with?”

Although he knew that Harold couldn't see him from the other end of the line, he couldn't help but behave respectfully.

It was as if Harold was standing before him.

His actions stunned Ricky and his subordinates behind him.

They didn't know who was calling Jacques for him to behave so differently from his usual calm demeanor.

He was the head of the most powerful family in the south, an existence that rivaled the well-established families in the north.

Only others would be respectful in his presence, and even those in positions of power would be courteous to him.

His subordinates had never seen Jacques grovel before anyone ever.

Yet now, he was so nervous and respectful to the person on the phone, so they found it hard to believe.

Jacques didn't have the time to pay mind to Ricky and his subordinates as he listened to Harold's lecture attentively.

“Mr. Campbell, I'm already in Dellmoor. Okay, no worries. I'll teach that kid a lesson right now!”

After listening to Harold for a while, Jacques finally hung up. He had broken into a cold sweat.

Ricky glanced at Jacques, who was sweating profusely, and asked tentatively, “Boss, who was that on the phone just now?”

Jacques glared at Ricky and warned, “Don't ask questions that are none of your business! Hurry up and take me to that useless son of mine!”

Ricky instinctively took a few steps back before he quickly regained his senses and led the way.

At that moment, the bodyguards Ricky had sent up first had already reached Brittany's place.

Harold was greeted with the scene of five bulky bodyguards in black standing behind Eren when he came back from his call on the balcony.

The bodyguards were an intimidating sight, with their bulging temples signaling their impressive training. Standing together, they exuded a palpable air of strength and authority, sending shivers down the spines of the curious neighbors nearby.

The elderly neighbors hid the children behind their backs but had no plans to leave.

“Harold, I don't care who you called. There's nothing else you can do except kneel before me and apologize to my wife, Brittany. No one will be able to help you!” Eren said viciously.

Harold wasn't bothered by Eren's threats. “Eren, you could have a bright future in front of you. However, you single-handedly ruined it with your own stupidity!”

“This is ridiculous! Since you're still so stubborn, don't blame me for being heartless!”