Salute To The General
Chapter 1571

Chapter 1571

Colin added, “It's obvious Ms. Davier and the rest came after you. Do you want to head there now?Otherwise, Chauncey will have a hard time.”

“Prepare my car. Let's see how the preparation is going for the birthday banquet. We might as wellsee what the kids are after,” Nathan commanded coolly.

“Understood.”

Meanwhile, back at Crescent Moon Hotel, Chauncey was stuck in a tight spot.

Nathan arrived just in time with Colin and the Elite Eight in several Jeeps when he was on the vergeof breaking down.

When he stepped out of his vehicle, Chauncey and his staff swarmed toward him. “Mr. Cross, you'refinally here!” he exclaimed in a trembling voice.

Phoebe, Donnie and Marshall scowled at the sight of Nathan.

As Chauncey was sweating profusely, Nathan shot him a smile. “Mr. Stanson, what is going on?”

“Mr. Cross, you booked our hotel yesterday,” answered Chauncey. “But today, Ms. Davies, Mr.Waters, and Mr. Herrington from Brimmopolis arrived and insisted on reserving the entire hotel.They want you to make way for them—”

Before he could finish, Nathan stopped him with a wave.

His gaze landed on the rich kids from Brimmopolis as he snickered. “Kids, it's my wife's birthdaytoday. Do me a favor, and stop kicking

up a fuss here.”

Kids!

Phoebe and her gang were in their twenties, but they were around Nathan's age.

How dare Nathan treat us as kids?

Anger welled up in Donnie, Marshall, and the rest of the young men.

However, Phoebe merely scoffed coolly. “Nathan, we don't even know you. Why would we do you afavor?”

Donnie stepped forward. “Yes, that's right. Your wife's birthday has nothing to do with us!”

“Ms. Davies' dog is celebrating its birthday, too.

Why don't you do us a favor and go elsewhere?” The moment the words left his mouth, Phoebe andher entourage guffawed out loud.

Chauncey and Alma silently exchanged gazes, while Colin and the Elite Eight glowered furiously.

On the contrary, Nathan gazed at an arrogant Donnie and replied, “Kid, didn't anyone teach you tokeep your mouth shut?”

With that, he raised his hand.

As quick as lightning, his slap landed on Donnie's face, sending the latter flying.

Thump!

Donnie immediately got thrown backward and landed on the ground. A red hand imprint popped upon his cheek as blood trickled out from the corners of his mouth.

A look of utter disbelief appeared on his face as he covered his wound.

Everyone was astonished at the sight. Silence hung in the air.

A moment later, the stinging sensation on Donnie's cheek caused him to snap out of a trance. “Howdare you slap me?” he yelled menacingly.

Nathan was calm. “You deserve it for causing trouble around my territory.”

Seething with rage, Donnie rose to his feet, about to leap at Nathan.

Phoebe stopped him at once.

She retorted icily, “Mr. Cross, Donnie is from an influential family in Brimmopolis. His father is aminister in the government. How could you beat him up?” “It's my wife's birthday today,” answeredNathan calmly. “I'm in a good mood, so leave before I change my mind.”

Phoebe smiled coldly. “Ha! Looks like you're too full of yourself. Do you think we're pushovers? I'mafraid you're going to pay for your arrogance today.”

With that, she gestured for her men to take action.

Swiftly, over two dozen men whipped their knives out and surged at Nathan like a pack of wolves.

When the hotel staff realized the rich kids from Brimmopolis were going to fight against Nathan, theyrecoiled in terror.

If the General gets hurt at Crescent Moon Hotel, we'll be in deep shit!