Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 776

John Lenon overheard them and took a second glance at Nathan.

He wouldn't have noticed if he didn't look closer, but upon closer scrutiny, he laughed. "Hahaha, it is indeed such a small world. Aren't you my ex-boss Nathan?”

Apparently, John Lenon was from Cledondale of Northania.

Back when Nathan was still living with the Cross family, he had invested in a small company just for fun.

The manager at the company Nathan invested in was none other than John Lenon, who was Nathan's employee back then.

However, not long after Nathan and his mother were chased out of the Cross Family, the company closed their doors.

After that, John came to Glyngarth and climbed his way up from the bottom of the ranks. Soon, he was well known in the area as the general manager of a 5-star hotel in the heart of Glyngarth.

John looked at Nathan in bewilderment, as if he had just landed on a new continent. He sized Nathan up in a disparaging manner and laughed coldly. "Hehe, I still remember the year you were chased out of the Cross family and your company shut down. Who knew you are still alive and kicking after all these years?"

He continued, "I guess you would never, even in your dreams, have imagined that the poor lackey under you would be a general manager at a five-star hotel today. Look at yourself now. You lost your reputation as the Cross Family's heir, and you're now worth nothing more than the dirt under my feet!"

It was only then Nathan recognized him as his former employee from before.

He curled his lips into a faint smile and said in a mild tone, "Well, I am about to disappoint you again. Yes, I used to be your boss, but who said that I am not your boss now?"

Nathan then pulled out his phone to dial for Colin Dunne. "Colin, I want Jade Hotel under my name in ten minutes.”

The Smiths drew in a quick breath of cold air.

Even John was confounded. But he soon got back to his old self and laughed coldly. "Tsk. The Jade Hotel is worth five billion, and you want it transferred under your name in ten minutes? Who do you think you are, huh? Where is your money even coming from?"

The security personnel at the hotel's entrance looked at each other.

They couldn't hold it in them anymore as they asked, "Mr. Lenon, our chairman has personally ordered for them to be on our blacklist. Don't we have all the more reason to chase them out of the hotel now that this man has made such ridiculous claims over the future ownership of our hotel?"

John grinned devilishly. "Dream on, loser. If only you have more sense in you. Two minutes left! Have you gotten our hotel under your name yet, liar? Hahaha!"

The moment had come!

A deafening screech of tires on pavement came from the entrance of the hotel.

A Rolls-Royce pulled over with five

Mercedes-Benz cars behind. They lined up in a neat file along the entranceway.

Everyone gasped. They were all stunned by the grand entrance and thought that it was some billionaire whose identity they had yet to learn.

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