The Smiths got panicked as they said, "Nathan, you're doomed. Rear admiral Westwood is coming after you. What do we do now?"
Nathan reassured them with a smile, "Don't worry, Major-General Wilson has invited me for a meeting. They're not arresting me so I'll be alright."
Sean could not help but let out a huff, "Nathan, you're too young and naive. Although they're asking you to meet them, it's the same as the police asking you to drop by the police station. Do you really think it'll only be a meeting? They're going to skin you alive!"
Gideon and Devin began snickering loudly.
It was a brief moment ago that they said Tristan would come after Nathan, and in minutes, the military was here. They had come for him faster than they thought.
Gideon looked at Nathan with a sneer. "I told you that you can't afford to cross Mr. Westwood. You're doomed this time."
Even Devin was laughing at him as well. "Let's not forget the Smiths, the next will be you guys after Mr. Westwood is done with Nathan."
All the Smiths looked ashen.
Nathan scoffed, "I said, Major-General Wilson is inviting me over. What makes you think that I'm doomed? This is absurd."
With that said, Nathan led his men to follow Callan to Channing's military base.
However, Callan turned to look at Gideon and Devin. "Major-General Wilson has said that the two of you will be going there as well.”
The father and son assumed that Tristan was seeking help from Franklin in getting rid of Nathan.
Both were gleeful to witness Nathan's demise. They smiled and nodded. "Of course. We'll go with you."
Callan then left behind several hundred soldiers to clean up the mess while he returned to the military base with the rest.
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