Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 1996

What?ls it that bad?

It seemed that this Mr. Cross held quite an important position at the Headquarters of the Chief Military Governor.

Freddy had started to pick up that something was off.

“Yes. yes, of course. I understand.”

“You better!” warned Sage.

And with that, Sage hung up the phone.

After the phone call ended, Freddy's stuck-up, egoistical behavior was gone, a sniveling, pathetic smile taking its place.

Under everyone else's shocked stares, he held the phone in both hands as he gave it back to Nathan, bowing profusely. “Um, Mr. Cross... I am terribly sorry. I was mistaken.”

“Oh?” Nathan raised an eyebrow. “What were you mistaken about?”

“I... This wine is not from the Headquarters of the Chief Military Governor. It is a knock-off. I humbly apologize to you, Mr. Cross, as well as everyone else present,” Freddy simpered.

Jaeden and the rest of his classmates erupted into chaos.

In their eyes, Freddy had an ego so large that even if the wine was fake, he would never admit it to anyone else let alone publicly apologize for his mistake.

Plus, Freddy had a reputation to uphold. He would never serve cheap, imitation wine on

purpose.

So why was he suddenly letting go of his ego and asking Nathan for his forgiveness?

In the blink of an eye, everyone else started to see Nathan in a different light.

“The wine tastes alright, but it's a little lacking compared to the real thing,” Nathan commented. “If I'm guessing correctly, the batch of wine this bottle is from must have been below standard.

“The winery did not destroy this batch of subpar alcohol, but instead chose to privately give it up for sale, and that's how you ended up getting it.”

Freddy's eyes widened in realization as he slapped his forehead over and over again. “I knew that there was something fishy when Clinton agreed to sell me the batch of wine so easily! He's usually so petty! Of course, the wine couldn't have been from the Headquarters of the Chief Military Governor!”

After the unpleasant occurrence, Nathan decided not to stay for drinks anymore, standing up from his chair and leaving the room.

The moment Nathan stepped out of the private room, Freddy wet his pants out of sheer relief.

His face immediately became beet red. Fortunately for him, no one noticed the sour, slightly acidic smell that suddenly permeated the air.

“Just who is Mr. Cross exactly?” lamented Jaeden.

Freddy hauled himself back onto his chair, using the tablecloth and napkin to cover the unsightly mess that he was in.

From the way that Sage held the utmost respect for Nathan, as well as the way Sage had threatened that “your days are numbered if you don't apologize to Nathan”, Freddy had come to the conclusion that Nathan was actually the Chief Military Governor himself.

He had just chosen to keep his mouth shut and pretended that he didn't know.

A sigh of relief escaped Freddy's mouth as soon as Nathan left the room.

Still reeling from the shock of the incident that had just occurred, he internally thanked every god and deity in existence for helping him barely escape by the skin of his teeth. He would most likely be dead right now if the Chief Military Governor hadn't decided to let him off the hook so easily.