Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 931

Seated in the driver's seat, Nathan was chatting with Penny as he slowly drove out of the research center's parking lot.

Just then, a Porsche 718 zoomed past them, nearly colliding into them in its haste.

Nathan frowned slightly as he wondered where the other driver was going in such a hurry.

Beside him, Penny suddenly exclaimed, "Hold on, isn't that Professor Hampton's car? Wasn't she on the phone when we'd left? Where's she going in such a rush? That's so dangerous! Don't tell me something has happened to her?”

Nathan did not respond as he stared at the rapidly vanishing Porsche.

Abruptly, he received a phone call from Colin.

"Sir, something's happened! Jerry Barton, the second young master of the Barton family, has brought some men over with him to Channing. He severely injured the policemen in charge of guarding Tom and rescued him."

Furrowing his brows, Nathan asked, "Where is Tom Barton now?"

"On a plane, heading for Northania."

"So he thinks he can escape back to Northania? Fool. Bring him back!" he ordered coldly.

"Yes, sir!" Colin replied.

After he hung up, Penny queried, "What's wrong?"

Chuckling, he waved off her concern and changed the subject, "Just a small matter. Anyways, I think that Professor Hampton might really be in trouble. Receiving a phone call and then hurrying out like that is definitely strange. Maybe we should follow her to see what's going on?"

Penny was of the same mind. Grace was in charge of the special medication project and was an incredibly important person. No trouble should befall her.

She nodded, agreeing, "Yeah!"

Grace flew towards The Imperial Club as fast as she could.

She approached the entrance to the club, only to be stopped by several men in suits. "Apologies, miss. This is a private club and only VIP members are allowed to enter.”

Grace answered coldly, "Jerry Barton told me to come!"

Understanding dawned upon their faces. "Ms. Hampton, Mr. Barton has been waiting a long time for you. Please come with us."

The moment she entered the club, she saw more than a dozen men posted around the room imposingly. Sitting on a chair smoking was Jerry Barton, with Bill standing beside him.

At last, her gaze landed on her father, who was kneeling by Jerry's feet.

Dad!"

She moved to help him up, only to find a katana blocking her way.

The bodyguard's voice was hard as he warned, "Don't come any closer!"