CHAPTER 1098 BEAR THE CONSEQUENCES NO MATTER THE SEVERITY

Gerard sneered upon hearing what Nathan said, "Who the hell do you think you are? Call the police to arrest me? Get the security guards to take me to the police station?"

Gerard's friends burst out laughing too. "Haha! He wants to call the police to capture you? Mr. Holt, this guy probably isn't aware of your influence and status.”

"Where the hell did this idiot come from?"

"Mr. Holt, just let him call the police. Not just them, but even the mayor of Horton has to show you respect."

Gerard's companions incited him. He swaggered towards Nathan with an arrogant look and poked his chest in a provoking manner. "B******, do you know who I am? I'm from the Holt family of Brimmopolis. My name is Gerard Holt. Why don't you call the police and see what happens? Believe it or not; when they arrive, they'll arrest you but not me."

A shadow cast over Nathan's features, and his gaze frosted over.

Gerard goaded him in response, "What's with that scary look? You wanna hit me? C'mon then! Hit me and see what happens!"

He leaned one side of his face towards Nathan in emphasis.

He had gotten himself into this kind of situation many times. No one in Brimmopolis dared to touch him, let alone the people from Horton.

There was once when a rich young man fought with him over a woman, to the point of whipping out a dagger and threatening to stab him with it.

He had also leaned forward to goad him into stabbing him.

In the end, the man chickened out and fell to his knees begging for mercy. He even offered up the woman, letting him have his way with her however he liked.

This time was no different as he provoked Nathan and got in his face.

He didn't believe that Nathan would dare to lay a finger on him.

Swoosh!

A strong gust of wind blew past.

Gerard was shocked to see a palm drawing close to his face.

Smack!

A loud slap reverberated through the room.

Nathan had landed a hard slap on Gerard's face, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood and a broken tooth. He was sent flying across the space before falling heavily onto the ground.

What?

Mr. Holt got hit!

The hotel owner, Ross Cabana, was stunned beyond comprehension.

Gerard's companions were also dumbfounded.

On the other hand, Penny and Grace looked relieved, because this was Nathan's usual style of doing things.

Once Nathan lost his temper, he got straight down to business instead of making unnecessary small talk. All rights © .

Gerard lay on the ground, clutching his swollen cheek as he looked at Nathan with disbelief. In a trembling voice, he said, "You hit me..."

His companions began bellowing in anger, one after another.

"B******l How dare you hit Mr. Holt?"

"You're a dead man!"

"Mr. Holt is the eldest son of the Holt family of Brimmopolis. Even the mayor has to submit to Mr. Holt. How dare you strike Mr. Holt? It's over for you!"

All of them declared that Nathan was doomed.

Ross' face drained of all colors. Nathan striking Mr. Holt could implicate my hotel!

Penny and Grace also frowned slightly. They were worried that Gerard Holt was indeed from an influential background, and would cause Nathan trouble.

Nathan's face remained bored, and he scoffed, "The Holt family of Brimmopolis means nothing to me!"

"Kill him! Kill him now! I'll bear the consequences no matter the severity!” Gerard roared angrily.

His companions immediately charged towards Nathan upon his orders.

Ross wanted to stop them, but was shoved aside.

The men dashed towards Nathan aggressively.

Little did they know that the person in front of them was the nation's God of War!

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