Salute To The General
Chapter 140 The Chief

Chapter 140 The Chief

When the other person picked up the call, Sebastian Smith turned the speaker mode on his phone on

and asked with a smirk, "Who the heck are you?"

"I'm Hudson Quarrington," the person answered, a hint of confusion was clear in his voice. "Who are

you? Why do you have my personal phone number?"

"Wow, you're really good at imitating him! Even your tone sounds exactly like our Chief,” Sebastian

Smith scoffed.

Annoyance began to creep into Hudson Quarrington's voice. "You're from the Grand Council? Which

department do you work at?"

"It doesn't matter. I'm warning you, stealing the identity of a high-ranking official is a very serious

offend! You'd better cooperate with the investigations, or else..."

"What then?" Hudson Quarrington growled.

"Or else, I'll throw you and your accomplices into jail," Sebastian Smith

threatened.

"Fine then! Come and get me!" Hudson Quarrington snarled.

Sebastian Smith widened his eyes, unable to believe that there could be con artists as shameless as

this one. "Tell me your name and address! I'm sending someone after you right now!"

"Hudson Quarrington, 5th Royale Street!”

He hung up right after that.

Sebastian Smith gaped in horror as only those in high power could live in Royale Street.

Besides, the Chief of the Grand Council actually resided at 5th Royale Street.

His hand began to tremble uncontrollably.

Everything began to fall into place in his mind. The voice, the tone, the aura of that person was indeed

from Hudson Quarrington of the Grand Council.

He had indeed been talking to the Chief!

Sebastian Smith's blood pressure rose as panic mounted, to a point that his vision grew dark and he

collapsed onto the floor.

Horrified yells filled the air as Sebastian Smith's body fell like a rock.

They gave Nathan Cross unhappy looks as well. Didn't Nathan Cross give him a fake number? Wasn't

that an imposter?

What actually happened that made uncle fainted?

Samuel Smith and his family rushed Sebastian Smith to the hospital immediately.

In the meantime, Penny Smith pulled Nathan Cross to the side and interrogated him in a quiet voice.

Nathan Cross simply smiled and said, "That phone number is real.”

Oh my goodness!

So it was indeed Hudson Quarrington, the man most people could only catch a glimpse on TV!

Everyone was shocked.

With bewilderment written all over her face, Penny Smith stammered, "How did you get the phone

number of Mr. Quarrington? Don't tell me you..."

Everyone who was still at the scene, Benson and Leah Smith, as well as Miles and May Smith strained

their ears to listen in on their conversation.

The truth was, Nathan Cross had known Hudson Quarrington for a long time, and they were on very

good terms.

However, he chose to lie. "I know him, but he doesn't know me.”

Penny Smith was not convinced. "Then how did you get his personal phone number?"

"During a search and rescue mission some time back, Mr. Quarrington went down to the affected area

himself to console the residents there. He gave everyone his personal phone number to call if there's

anything they need."

"I committed it to memory after that."

Everyone had a moment of realization upon hearing that.

After that, everyone's expressions began to shift one by one.

Penny Smith and her family members all knew that Nathan Cross had nothing to do with Quarrington,

so they couldn't help but worry if Sebastian Smith would come back for revenge.

On the other side of the room, Miles and May Smith looked on with utter bewilderment.

"I knew it! Jobless folk like him wouldn't be able to get in touch with someone like Mr. Quarrington. He's

just riding off Mr.

Quarrington's coattails," Miles Smith sneered.

May Smith smirked. "Just wait till Uncle wakes up. He's going to suffer Uncle's wrath."