Salute To The General
Chapter 2372

Wesson almost fainted when he found out who he was on the phone with.

His hands started quivering, but he still held on to his phone.

"A-ah," he stuttered. "It's Mr. Glades.

H-hello, Mr. Glades."

"May I know who's speaking?" It was Melvin's turn to ask questions.

It took Wesson a good minute to say he was the vice-principal of a medical university in the South.

Melvin was upset when he found out that a small fry like Wesson dared to talk to him so impolitely.

"Are you drunk, Mr. Kane? I can't believe you called me and talked with such a tone!" Melvin sounded irritated. "You should at least respect your superiors. Also, how did you even get my emergency contact number?"

It dawned upon Wesson that he was in deep waters when Melvin asked this question.

When he heard this, he hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Glades. I honestly didn't know this was your phone number. Someone tricked me into doing this. He's, urn..."

Wesson realized he did not even know Nathan's name.

"Nathan Cross." Nathan filled in the blank for him.

"Ah! Yes. Nathan Cross," Wesson quickly parroted into the phone. "He's the one who gave me this number because he's been creating a scene here at a reunion dinner I organized. He said some really nasty things and even beat up an international student. I asked to talk to his boss, so he gave me this number. He's clearly pulling my leg."

Melvin's jaw dropped the moment he heard Nathan's name.

Although Nathan's identity as the Chief Military Governor was still a secret to the public, senior officials in Eurasia were all informed of this classified information.

As the Minister of Education, Melvin clearly knew who Nathan was.

He bit his lip the moment he realized how grave the situation was.

"Shut up, Wesson Kane," he said immediately.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Glades?"

"Don't call my name!"

Melvin was shaking in wrath now that Wesson had brought a disaster upon him. "Do you realize what you've just done? You're a shame to the whole country! You must have done something to incur his wrath. You're an educator yourself, so you should know better! You'd better apologize to the Chief Military Governor right this instance. I want you to write a report reflecting on what you did today and accept the punishment!"

Lost in his anger, Melvin accidentally blurted out Nathan's position.

When Wesson heard this, he felt as though his brain was exploding.

Thud! The phone slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

Everyone present was aghast. They stared at Nathan, shocked to replace out he was actually one of the highest-ranking officials of the country. So he is the Chief Military Governor? The man whose identity is kept a secret? Wesson's legs gave way before he dropped to his knees in front of Nathan.

"C-Chief Military Governor..."

Nathan's brows were deeply

furrowed. Did Melvin just expose me?

Pushing that thought aside for now, he looked down at Wesson coldly. "So, tell me. Now that you know who I am, are you still going to make me lose my job?"

Thump'. Thump'. Thump'.

Wesson bowed over and over again, banging his forehead against the cold hard floor. He cried, "I'm sorry, sir! Please forgive me for being so blind as to not recognize you. Please!"

"Your fault is not in not knowing who I am, but in how you betrayed the trust of your students and used them as bait for you to curry favor with foreigners. You're a disgrace to the nation."

As for Yara, Nathan was equally unforgiving. "I'm sending both of you to Astoria. You'll both serve there. If you manage to serve the community well and carry a good image of our country, then I'll consider letting both of you return. If not, consider yourselves banished." What?

Wesson and Yara were stunned. The shock and despair were so gripping they fainted right on the spot.