Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 779

At the Cote family mansion in Moonlight Bay.

In the study was a rotund man with slicked-back hair, bushy eyebrows, and thick lips. Sausage-like fingers clenching a cigarette, Charlus Cote had a puzzled look on his face when he uttered, "What? The mysterious man who'd used ten billion to buy Jade Hotel from us was Nathan Cross?"

Dressed in a butler's uniform, Simon Horton answered, "To be precise, it was actually Nathan's father, Zayn Cross."

Charlus frowned. "Zayn Cross... As in the patriarch of the Northania Cross family?"

"That's him!" Simon nodded.

Sneering, Charlus muttered, "Here I was, saying that I was going to teach Nathan Cross a lesson. I'd planned on letting them go homeless, in Glyngarth. Yet, that sly old fox actually hid his identity and bought over my hotel at such an exorbitant rate, just so his son could have a place to stay. What a slap in the face! If only I'd known, I wouldn't have sold off the hotel!"

Simon shook his head. "We didn't know it was Zayn at the time. In addition to that, with the rate that he was willing to pay for it, any businessman would've signed the deal!"

"We might've earned some money, but we were humiliated in the process. I won't allow the father and son to run scot-free!" Charlus harrumphed angrily.

Timidly, Simon piped up, "Sir, the Cross family is one of Northania's aristocrats. Their influence is no simple matter. Do you think it's wise to butt heads with them?"

"I don't care how powerful Zayn is in Northania. In Glyngarth, my territory, they'll have to do as I say. If I say kneel, they'd better ask, for how long?"

Simon hastily nodded. "Yes, yes, of course! I'm certain that they wouldn't dare to provoke the Cote family once again."

Temper abating slightly, Charlus changed the subject, "By the way, do my words carry no weight anymore? Why haven't the police released my son yet? How long do they intend on keeping him?"

"They'd informed me that they were originally going to detain him for ten days. However, for your sake, they've decided to release him after twenty-four hours. He'll be out by tomorrow afternoon," the butler answered with a bitter smile.

Charlus exploded in rage, once more, "What the f***? The Crosses must've threatened the police. Otherwise, they would've released my son ages ago! That father-son pair is dead!"

The next day, it started to rain heavily in the morning.

This put a damper on everyone's moods, as their vacation plan was ruined.