Salute To The General

Chapter 322 Why Cause Trouble For Me

Jack uttered, "Supposedly, it's the heir of the Ortiz family of the Southern Four, Shane Ortiz."

This piqued Nathan's curiosity. "I don't even know Shane Ortiz. Why would he cause trouble for me?"

Jack leaned over to whisper in his ear, "According to Daniel, it would seem like Hank Tonkins and his

wife had asked Ortiz to do it."

In an instant, Nathan understood everything.

He waved his hand in dismissal. "Alright, I understand now."

"Master, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave. Call me if you need me and we'll be there

immediately," Jack murmured.

Then, he led his men away and was gone in mere seconds.

Penny and the rest had bewildered looks on their faces. They insisted that Nathan did not know the

Ortiz family at all;why would they send someone after him?

The Tonkins had strange looks on their faces as fear shone in their eyes.

They had not expected that Nathan would have such amazing combat skills, nor did they know that he

was so well-connected.Even Daniel's boss, Mr. Green, had to defer to him!

They had seen how Jack had whispered in Nathan's ear and knew that they had been exposed.

Nathan definitely knew the truth now.

Presently, they were staring at Nathan fearfully, wondering what he would do to them.

Nathan's head moved to look in their direction and the three of them locked gazes. The Tonkins' hearts

started to pound harder.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, Nathan questioned, "Hank, Prudence, shall we continue

singing?"

Thankful that he had not exposed them, they hurriedly shook their heads. "N... No thanks. We need to

go back to the hotel now. Goodbye..."

The Smiths were befuddled at how fast the Tonkins had slunk away.

Smiling faintly, Nathan commented, "The events earlier were probably too much for them." This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Realization dawned upon them and they nodded in agreement.

After that, they left for home too.

Meanwhile...

Joseph Queen had brought Fabian Howard's body back with him to Alberesque. He was dreading

having to tell Carl about the bad news.

Carl had only just finished with his daughter's funeral and had not expected to hear of yet another

death.

Furious was too mild of a word to describe what he was feeling, in the current.

He stood in the living room with his men, staring down at Fabian's corpse with a stony look on his face.

He did not speak for a long time.

Joseph bowed his head to hide the terror in his eyes. He knew that Carl was well and truly mad this

time.

Standing beside Carl, grief, and anger warred for dominance on Yoel's face. His cheeks were flushed

red with the strength of his emotions and his normally halfclosed eyes were wide open in a glare.

His murderous gaze snapped to Joseph and he roared, "Fabian has always had a short temper. You,

with your wits, should have been keeping an eye on him! Now he's been murdered by that b******,

Cross! I'm going to kill you!"

Yoel lifted his right hand and brought it down in the direction of Joseph's head.

Joseph paled and shouted, "Mr. Russo,

please..."

Carl bellowed, "Yoel, that's enough!"

In Yoel's eyes, he was the best fighter in the world, with Fabian coming at a close second.

Cross must have used some despicable means to kill Fabian.

Carl took several deep breaths to calm his raging emotions before he spat to Yoel, "The one to blame

here is Nathan Cross.

You shouldn't take your anger out on Joseph, Yoel." Updated at Drаmanovels.com

Furious, Yoel slammed his fist into the pillar beside him.

With a loud rumble, the pillar shattered and crumbled to the ground.

Fighting back the inferno burning inside him, he growled, "Sir, we have to get revenge for Fabian. I

can't wait a moment longer."

Yoel nodded in determination.