Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 420

Nathan and Penny looked up to see a fashionably dressed woman.

That woman was her cousin, Ferlyn Smith.

Ferlyn dressed well and was adorned with branded jewelry. She was rather beautiful, but she seemed a little arrogant.

Penny exclaimed, "Ferlyn, you're back!"

Ferlyn scoffed, "I came back to take a look. Is this your husband Nathan? The useless wimp grandpa and the others were talking about?"

Penny frowned. "You should call him brother-in-law!"

Ferlyn spat, "He doesn't deserve it! Penny, it's not my place to interfere with your private affairs, but you should've married someone better! Such a useless person can only afford the cheapest tea when dining with you. How embarrassing!"

When Ferlyn was done, she gestured to a man in a suit. "Theodore, come here!"

The man walked over at a normal pace. He had a large build and defined features. As he took steady steps toward them, he exuded a refined aura. Theodore was obviously a professional.

Ferlyn introduced them, "This is my boyfriend, Theodore Lloyd. He's the general manager of Ocean Corporation, a trusted subordinate of the CEO...

Theodore, this is my cousin Penny Smith and her husband, Nathan Cross."

Theodore had a wry smile on as he extended a hand towards Penny. "How do you do, Ms. Smith?"

Penny did not take his hand. "I'm sorry, Mr. Lloyd. My husband does not like it when I shake hands with other men."

Theodore smiled and offered Nathan a handshake instead. "How do you do, Mr. Cross?"

Nathan smiled and shook Theodore's hand.

Penny did not know what the Ocean

Corporation was, but Nathan did.

The Ocean Corporation was Trip Turner's company which dealt in firearms.

Theodore was bewildered.

Seeing that Theodore had run out of ideas, Nathan smiled and was about to crush his bones back.

However, Penny felt something was amiss and hurriedly spoke up, "Why aren't you letting go now? Don't tell me you're turning gay, Nathan."

Nathan smiled and let go. "Haha, Mr. Lloyd was just testing the strength of my wrist!”

Theodore did not know that he had just dodged a bullet.

He glanced at Nathan and stated calmly, "I was once a mercenary overseas. Mr.

Cross' hand looked firm and sturdy, so I couldn't help but try to pit my strength."

Ferlyn smiled. "Theodore, you've fought countless battles before! How can a wimp like Nathan compare? Try not to break his hand."

Yvonne, the tea specialist, had gotten impatient. "Hey, you guys! What are you ordering? If you're getting the cheapest brew, please find another seat. This seat requires a minimum order of one thousand. If you're ordering the cheapest, you may sit at the tables closest to the restrooms. I don't care what you want to drink there."