The greatest man alive novel (by Maverick Bowman)
Chapter 390

Chapter 390 The Compensation of One Million

Anson wasn't willing to let it go. Although his helper, Clayton, was defeated by Nathan, he still found an opportunity to cause

trouble for Nathan.

The Grand Hotel was his property, so it was reasonable for Anson to ask Nathan to pay for the damages caused by the fight. Hearing his words, Melody couldn't help but praise him in her heart. Anson was indeed experienced and had plenty of ways to regain his prestige.

If Nathan refused to pay for his damage, then Anson could naturally launch an attack on him.

If Nathan agreed to pay, others would think he was afraid of Anson.

In this way, no matter how Anson dealt with it, he could regain some of his dignity.

"What if I refuse?" Nathan asked with a half-smile.

"If you refuse to pay, then I'm afraid you won't be able to walk out of our hotel today!" Anson slowly replied.

While they were talking, some men in black appeared at the door. Each of them had weapons in their hands, and their waists. were bulging. Obviously, they had guns.

With Nathan's carefree personality, he naturally wasn't afraid of being threatened by a hoodlum like Anson. In his opinion, thugs only got foolhardiness and wouldn't deserve his respect. However, he did not lose his temper on the spot. Instead, he secretly glanced at Hannah and Natalie, who were not far away.

Nathan knew Anson was a dark and ambitious man who cared nothing about morality. If he couldn't handle it, Anson may hurt Natalie or Hannah, and he couldn't let that happen.

Nathan asked with a smile, "Then, Master Gofman, how much do you want me to compensate for?"

"I'm not an unreasonable person. One million dollars will be enough!" Anson said coldly.

Hannah flew into a rage and growled, "One million? Are you kidding me? How could a broken table and a floor tile be worth so much money?"

Anson said lightly, "It's not my business that there are a lot of things beyond your knowledge."

"I brought this table from a master with a great reputation at the price of two million, but after all, it has been used for so long, I can give you a 50% discount, which has been a very reasonable offer." "I didn't even count the money for the floor tiles."

"What do you think? Am I generous enough?"

Anson was simply spouting nonsense. How could such an ordinary table be from a master?

Well, even if he did buy it from a master, as this table was not an antique, it wouldn't be that expensive.

With a half smile, Nathan stopped Hannah and said, "Master Gofman is right. We have to compensate for the loss. Besides, this table may really be made by a master."

Hannah was stunned. What was wrong with Nathan? Why was he speaking up for Anson? It was not like him!

Anson didn't expect Nathan to admit defeat so quickly.

"Hahaha, he's scared! This guy also knows that if he doesn't take out one million today, he won't be able to get out of here."

"Master Gofman is indeed an experienced man. He's really good at dealing with this kind of maniac!"

"Once Master Gofman gets serious, the only thing he can do is surrender. After all, he is Master Gofman of the Dracodise in Neva Province!"

All the spectators also felt that Nathan had surrendered to Anson.

Nathan didn't explain anything and took out a checkbook from his pocket with a smile.

Hannah hurriedly stepped forward to stop him and said, "Are you crazy? He wants one million for this shabby table. Are you really willing to give it to him?"

Nathan took out a pen, wrote something on the checkbook, and said with a smile, "Why not? Should I wait for him to make trouble and shoot me to death? A wise man knows when to retreat!" Melody said, "Hannah, it seems like your man is a coward!"

Hannah blushed at Melody's words. She knew Nathan was not a coward, but she did not know why he had compromised and

what he was planning.

"Are you worried that Natalie and I will be threatened?" Hannah suddenly understood and asked. "No, I just want him to accept these one million dollars." Nathan showed a familiar smile to Hannah. Hannah's hair stood on end. Every time Nathan smiled like that, something terrible would happen. Now, Nathan's smile showed that Anson would be doomed.

Hannah stopped talking. She took a deep breath and waited to see how Nathan would handle this matter.

Nathan quickly wrote one million dollars on the checkbook, tore it off, held it in his hand, and said lightly, "Master Gofman, this is a check for one million dollars. You can withdraw it from the bank at any time!" "One million dollars seemed to be nothing to him. He was really an extremely rich fool! No wonder he would invest in Giradia

Group."

"Next time, I'll ask him to break some of my things. Maybe I can get one million dollars from him, haha..."

"It's not that he's stupid or rich. He's just scared. Master Gofman is not easy to mess with!"

Hearing what people said, Anson felt that he had regained some of his dignity and felt a little relief.

Walking over to Nathan, Anson stretched his hand out and said, "Alright, give it to me. I can let you get out of here."

Nathan handed the check over to Anson, and Anson checked that it was indeed one million, which he could withdraw at any

time

Then, he nodded and said in a harsh tone, "Mr. Evans, you should be more careful next time. If you break someone else's stuff, they might not be as easy-going as me and let you pay only half of the money!" Redd, who was standing by the side, also felt elated. He laughed and said, "You'd better listen to my father and cherish this

valuable opportunity to learn a lesson!"

Nathan said seriously, "You guys are really good at words. I will remember it."

"However, I also have to remind you of something."

"It's not that easy to get my one million dollars!"

After that, he grinned at them brightly.

Everyone laughed in disdain at his words. It was just a lousy excuse and didn't sound intimidating at all.

How could Master Gofman of the Dracodise be afraid of such a harmless threat? It was totally a joke.

"Is that so? I think it's not that difficult. After all, that's all Mr. Evans can do." Anson smiled and put the check directly in his

pocket.

Without further ado, Nathan made a call and said with a smile, "I will arrange a new training program today."

"Well, ask them to come to the Grand Hotel and get their stuff ready."

"You must arrive within half an hour, and those who are late will be punished."

Everyone looked at Nathan with disdain. What was he doing? Who was he calling? This man was pathetic.