Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 1088

A man replied indifferently, "We're just carrying out our duty!”

Sean reproached, "Carrying out your duty? On whose order? Whoever instructed you to do so, ask him to come forward now!"

At that moment, a series of honking, buzzing, and grinding car noises could be heard coming from outside of the premises.

Luxury cars such as Bentley, Rolls-Royce, Lincoln Town Cars, Maybacha and so on could be seen arriving one after another at the entrance of the Smith family home.

Some middle-aged men and women well-dressed in black suits began alighting from the vehicles.

Someone amongst the banquet guests started commenting, "Oh my gosh! Isn't that the richest man in the South, Mr. Gabriel Lambert?”

"Oh wow, Jose Yaleman is also there!" "Kevin Lockhart from Watson Holdings

Corporation is here too!"

The Smiths were flabbergasted. What on earth is happening?!

All those who had come were either business tycoons with a net worth of more than 100 billion or the Vieux riches. These people were the most influential rich and famous from the South to the East.

The sudden appearance of all these moguls at the Smiths' scared the daylight out of Sean. He could not seem to figure out the connection between their presence and the coffin at his home.

Nevertheless, he pulled himself together and led his family to welcome the unexpected guests. "Mr. Lambert, to what do we owe the pleasure?"

Gabriel said without any emotion, "We're here to attend a funeral!"

With a ghastly expression, Sean cast a look at the group in the funeral garb as well as the unwanted coffin. He then said in an aggrieved manner, "There must have been a mistake, Mr. Lambert. We're not holding a funeral here. You..."

Nathan's eyes flashed with a dangerous glint. He finally pieced what was going on when he saw Cicero.

Still stunned, Sean asked weakly, "May I know who you are? Why is your son's funeral being held in our home?"

Gabriel rebuked, "This is the King of Eagleland, Mr. Cicero Trumbo! Mr. Trumbo is our respectable international alliance, with whom we have developed a very close relationship over the years. His son, William, died because of Nathan Cross! We want to hold the funeral at your place because all of you should pay the price of his death!"

Cicero locked his arms behind his back, squinted his eyes as he looked across the room at the Smiths. With a cold tone, he commanded, "Regardless of gender and age, I want all of the Smiths to be buried alive along with my son!”

What? 80 members from the Smith family are to be buried alive?! The

realization struck everybody hard and they winced in aghast.

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