“Get on your knees!”
Colin picked up Quintin by the collar as though the latter was only a chicken and brought him in front of Nathan. Raising his leg, Colin kicked the back of Quintin's knees.
Immediately, Quintin dropped to his knees in front of Nathan with a loud thud.
Nathan was seated on a chair. His expression was as calm as always. At the sight of Quintin's pale face, he asked, “Do you still want to break our legs and throw us to the doors of the embassy?”
By then, Quintin had already known Nathan’s identity and had witnessed Nathan's horrifying powers with his own eyes.
Needless to say, he no longer dared to argue. Still shaking uncontrollably, Quintin pleaded, “Mr. Cross, I was a fool to not recognize you. Please have mercy on me and spare me!”
“Weren’t you acting all high and mighty earlier? Why are you acting so cowardly now?” Nathan mocked.
Quintin was on the verge of crying.
His boss was Duke Szymon of Eagleland. Not to mention that Robin Security was an internationally well-known security company. It was no surprise that Quintin thought highly of himself.
However, as a general manager of a security company, he was nothing compared to Nathan, the president of Eurasia.
Holding back his tears, Quintin begged, “Mr. Cross, I have been blind and ignorant. It was my fault for offending you. Please be merciful and forgive me. Please spare me!”
Nathan responded coolly, “In any case, Carlos is Eurasia's ambassador in Eagleland. I might not bat an eye if you bully someone else, but you have bullied the ambassador of my country! You got balls!”
Quintin might not be afraid of Carlos as an ambassador, but he was terrified of Nathan.
He began banging his head repeatedly on the ground. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he wailed, “I was wrong, Mr. Cross. I won't do it anymore...”
A look of disgust flashed across Nathan's face as he looked at Quintin, still banging his head on the ground. “Someone like you is not worthy to wear Eurasia's traditional garb. You're only tainting our culture!” Nathan's cold voice rang out in the room.
“Strip him of his clothes!”
“Yes, sir!”
At the command, Colin leaped into action. With a few swift movements, he stripped off Quintin's garments, leaving the latter in only his briefs.
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