Chapter 79 In The Name Of The King Of War
The night went by in a blink of an eye.
When the day broke the next morning, Josephine had already gone to her office.
Seating on the leather couch, Margaret was watching television. As for Connor, he was busy cooking and cleaning just like he always did in the Smith residence.
The only difference was that Jonathan no longer needed to do them, as Margaret didn’t dare force him to.
“Jonathan, you’re awake!” When she saw Jonathan come downstairs, Margaret sprang up from the sofa. “Jonathan, are you hungry? Shall I make you a bowl of oatmeal porridge?”
“Whatever you have to say, spit it out!” With Josephine out, there was no need for Jonathan to be cordial with Margaret.
After all, Margaret would never be nice unless she had an agenda.
“Can’t I just show you some concern?” Margaret forced an awkward smile. “Jonathan, the next time you head to Jazona, why don’t you introduce us to the King of War? Coincidentally, your dad is going there in the next few days. Why don’t you come along with us?”
They had barely spoken, and Margaret had already revealed her agenda.
When she mentioned his dad, she was obviously talking about Connor.
“I’m busy these few days. Some other time then,” Jonathan rejected her outright.
Do I even need to travel and see Zachary personally? All I need is to make a call, and he will appear right before me.
“What can you be busy with?” Margaret’s expression turned solemn after Jonathan rebuffed her. She even regretted calling him by his name instead of a cowardly piece of trash.
“Am I obliged to report my business to you?” Jonathan glared coldly at her and was in no mood for idle chatter.
“What’s with that attitude of yours?” Margaret’s temper was about to flare when she suddenly remembered that she was staying in Jonathan’s house. Hence, she suppressed it at once. “In that case, when will you have time to go with Josephine to complete the transfer of ownership for the house?”
The only reason she tolerated Jonathan was that the mansion still wasn’t in Josephine’s name.
Once the ownership has changed, Jonathan wouldn’t dare talk to me like that anymore. In fact, I would have kicked him out of the house a long time ago.
“It will depend on my mood.” Ignoring her, Jonathan walked out of the house.
Although there were no longer any guards stationed in front of the mansion, there would be someone patrolling every few minutes. Obviously, Ivana had decided it on her own accord.
However, Jonathan didn’t want to be a busybody. After walking for a short while, he arrived at the entrance of Edenic Heights.
Casually lighting up a cigarette, Jonathan looked in the direction of a piece of empty land and yelled, “Come out!”
However, there was no response at all.
Furrowing his eyebrows, Jonathan asserted in a frosty voice, “I’ll give you three seconds. If you don’t come out, I’ll send you to the Northern Crimson Prison for one year together with Zachary!”
Just as he spoke, the bushes in front of him rustled. The next moment, a few figures in military fatigues and camouflage face paint appeared before him.
In their lead was Andrew, whom Jonathan had run into at the Phoenix International Hotel.
“Commander!”
Andrew looked embarrassed. “How did you notice our presence?”
“Did you actually think you could get past me with that lousy camouflage of yours?” Jonathan shot a glare at them. Ever since he left Phoenix International Hotel, he had already noticed them tailing him.
He was just too lazy to be bothered by it.
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