Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 1012

As soon as Nathan finished his sentence, he turned around and signaled to Sean, who was nearby.

Initially, Sean was dumbfounded because he had yet to figure out what Nathan was up to. However, he returned to his senses soon and knew that Nathan had wanted him to raise the bar.

Sean had to bite the bullet and adhere to Nathan's instructions. He cleared his throat and offered, "Fifteen million from me!"

Gleefully, Nathan replied, "You have such a great taste, sir! He's quite a great candidate for miscellaneous tasks, such as serving drinks and doing the chores, right? After all, he's the heir of the Black Clan! What a great honor to be served by him!"

Adam's jaw dropped open, the moment he had heard Nathan's words. He was indeed the heir of the Black Clan. It would be absurd for him to become a slave, serving the Smith Family.

He turned around and glared at Don, signaling for him to raise the bar, to bring him home.

The butler had dared not hesitate. Don counter-offered, "Sixteen million from the Black Clan!"

"That's it? You're only offering another million? It seems like the Black Clan is such a stingy bunch," Nathan pronounced rhetorically.

Thomas, who was gravely injured, resisted the pain and offered, "A hundred million for his life! I want to send him to hell and get him to keep my subordinates company in hell!"

What? Thomas offered a hundred million for Adam's life?

In all honesty, Adam was irritated because Nathan had said that his life was worthless. Although Thomas offered a hundred million for his life, he could not possibly be proud of it because his life would be at stake.

A hundred million was a huge sum. Don was taken aback by Thomas' offer. Although he was from the Black Clan, he had no authority over such a huge sum of money.

Nathan was exhausted. He asked nonchalantly, "Don, what about the Black Clan? Is it over? If that's the case, I'll have to hand Adam over to Thomas. If he has to be buried alive in the near future, you're not allowed to blame me for being merciless, okay? After all, I have given you the chance to save him."

Eventually, Don's expression morphed drastically. He stopped hesitating and yelled, "A hundred and fifty million! The Black Clan offers a hundred and fifty million to save our young master!"

Everyone engaged themselves in a heated discussion the moment they heard the offer Don had made.

It seemed like the Black Clan is indeed a wealthy clan. They are willing to go to great lengths to save their young master.

"Yes, Master! Allow me to express my utmost gratitude on behalf of my subordinates," Thomas replied in a serious tone.

Initially, Thomas was part of the underground. His subordinates were amongst those from the underground. Naturally, they knew what would be in store for them because those from the underground had always put their lives at stake.

They had not died in vain because they had secured a fortune that would allow their family members to live a carefree life. That was the best possible outcome for those who had sacrificed themselves.

In the meantime, Adam finally returned to the Black Clan's place in Northania.

Peyton looked at Adam, who had a broken leg, with an infuriated look on his face.

"What the hell went wrong?” He asked Don.

In return, Don had to bite the bullet and tell him the truth, "Nathan isn't an ordinary man. In fact, he's quite capable because he's affiliated with the North Army. His subordinates are equally as capable as well. Young master isn't a match for Nathan. Cobra and Tigre, two of young master's most countable aides, had sacrificed themselves as well."

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