Salute to the General novel Chapter 2062

Numerous cars of various brands crowded the entrance of the Indigo Hotel at noon.

A stream of executive cars such as Audis and Passats pulled up at the hotel, followed by luxury business sedans like Bentleys and Rolls-Royces. The most ostentatious of the pack were the sports cars, with Ferraris and Lamborghini catching the attention of many.

The occasion that demanded such a grand parade was none other than General Tomlinson's fortieth birthday.

The Chief Military Governor's unprecedented influence was no secret. Hence, it was without doubt that his subordinate, General Tomlinson, would be the target of flattery as Brimmopolis' richest families clambered over one another to establish connections with those in power.

As soon as it had been made known that General Tomlinson's birthday fell on that day, even those who had not received invitations shamelessly swarmed to Indigo Hotel to wish him in person.

The main entrance of Indigo Hotel was crammed with people.

At that moment, a limited-edition Porsche 911 appeared in the distance with eight Mercedes-Benzes on its tail.

Commotion ensued.

“Wow, look at that red Porsche. Isn't it the limited 911 model? I heard that it sells for more than twenty million! There are only three of those in the entire world. I wonder who this car belongs to.”

“I bet you don't know this, but the car belongs to the Daviers!”

At this moment, Shae gracefully exited the coveted vehicle, her ebony hair cascading in loose waves down her back. She wore a scarlet evening gown that flattered her figure while holding a limited-edition Hermes handbag.

The doors of all eight Benzes swung open, and more than twenty suited bodyguards stepped out.

The grandeur was enough to leave all the present socialites stunned.

However, their astonishment was quickly replaced with understanding when they realized that the newcomer was Shae of the Davier family.

It was an entrance that befitted the Davier family's status.

Standing behind Shae was a man dressed in a suit, holding a long gift box with utmost care. Inside the box was none other than Wyland Huck's prized artwork — Eternal Toil.