Unrivalled God of War

Chapter 41

The doctors had just finished patching up Joseph Myers’ head wound at the hospital.

The Smith couple and a few of Joseph Myers’ assistants stood at the side, cowering in fear.

Joseph Myers had never been so humiliated in his life. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

If the public heard of him getting a bottle smashed on his head by some jobless guy, his reputation would be ruined forever.

Suddenly, a man in an Armani’s suit burst into the room along with a few of his subordinates. It was John Miller, the young master of the Juno Hotel.

Turns out, John Miller had panicked when he heard that Joseph Myers had been beaten up within the walls of Juno Hotel, so he rushed over to visit him. The last thing he wanted was for Joseph Myers to start blaming the hotel.

Unfortunately, Joseph Myers was still fuming when John Miller entered. “Mr. Miller, how are you going to compensate me for this?”

“Mr. Myers, please calm down. I’ve already gotten hold of Nathan Cross’s background.” John Miller said hurriedly.

“He was indeed a poor soldier, but he also happened to be the savior of Thomas Dunn. Thomas Dunn calls him Young Master, and provides him with any assistance he needs.”

“I think that it was Thomas Dunn who asked Schulz and Johnson to help Nathan Cross out.”

Joseph Myers frowned upon hearing John Miller’s words. “Thomas Dunn?”

The Smiths piped up as well, “That’s right, Nathan Cross is nothing by himself. He just happened to be on good terms with Thomas Dunn of the Eastern District, so it must have been Dunn who sent those two people to help Nathan Cross out.”

An angry flame flickered in Joseph Myers’ eyes. “Looks like he’s just riding off Thomas Dunn’s coattails.”

“Mr. Myers, Thomas Dunn may be a newbie in the Channing underground, but he’s really scary!” Miles Smith exclaimed,

“That’s right. One of our uncles even got beaten up by his subordinates in the Cloud Palace. It’s too risky to get involved in their business, so let’s just give up, Mr. Myers,” suggested May Smith.

Joseph Myers scoffed, “What makes Thomas Dunn think he can be such a show-off in front of me?”

“I’ll get rid of Nathan Cross no matter what it takes! Thomas Dunn had better stay out of this. If he dares to mess with my plans, I won’t hesitate to drag him down as well.”

“I take full responsibility for this incident, Mr. Myers,” apologized John Miller.

“I can help you dispose of Nathan Cross if you can stop Thomas Dunn from sending him help.”

Joseph Myers nodded in approval. “Very good. I’ll find someone respectable enough in the underground to warn Thomas Dunn against interfering.”

“As for Nathan Cross, I’ll leave him to you. I hope that you won’t disappoint me.”

John Miller smiled. “I will teach Nathan Cross a lesson for you, Mr. Myers. I promise that I will put an end to this as per your request.”

“That would be great. I’ll consider expanding the business partnership with your family if you succeed,” agreed Joseph Myers, visibly happy.

“Oh! Thank you in advance, Mr. Myers.” John Miller thanked excitedly.

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Meanwhile...

Nathan Cross and Penny Smith were sitting in their car and heading home.

“Nathan, what’s up with Jacobson and Schulz?” Penny Smith asked all of a sudden.

Nathan Cross smiled. “Myers was getting out of control, so I sent for someone to bring a bottle of genuine La Romanee-Conti to shut him up.”

Penny Smith figured that it was Thomas Dunn who helped them out. She gave him a strained smile and sighed, “I know you taught him a lesson this time, but now that we’ve completely angered him, we’re only going to suffer from now on.”

“So what? I don’t think he’s worthy of my attention,” confessed Nathan Cross.

Penny Smith sighed, “His net worth is in the billions, and he works with both the conventional and underground markets. He’s amassed a vast network of connections too.”

“Every rich person in Channing takes his words very seriously, so if he refuses to invest in Cross Corporation, then we’re done for.”

Nathan Cross smiled lightly. “No worries. He isn’t the one in command of Channing’s aristocrats.”

“Just trust me. Our company will be flooded by investors begging to sponsor us in just three days’ time.”

Penny Smith could not help but wonder if Nathan Cross had been underestimating Joseph Myers’ wrath.

She felt the urge to tell him to snap out of it, but she could not bring herself to scold her husband. Sighing, she began considering taking out a loan from the bank.

If she could not get a loan, then she would be left with no choice but to swallow her pride and ask the Smiths for help.

Even though the Smiths had chased her out of the family, they would probably still agree to invest in her company for the profits.

However, knowing her grandfather and uncle’s way of doing things, they would definitely come up with a strict set of terms and conditions for her if she were to ever go back to them for help.