Salute to the General novel Chapter 593

At about 4.30 p.m., Nathan and Penny helped apply some ointment on Benson's bruises for the second time.

Benson couldn't help but ask, "Nathan, you said confidently in the afternoon that Mr. Cook will repay the money and apologize to me. But it's about time to get off work now. Why haven't we seen anyone yet?”

Penny rolled her eyes at her father and snapped impatiently, "Dad, Nathan said it off the top of his head. Why are you taking it so seriously?"

Actually, Benson felt that he had become a laughing stock in the company. After all, he failed to get Peter to repay the debt and was beaten by him instead.

Therefore, he wished that Nathan could really get Kayden Cook to the company to apologize to him. Otherwise, he would be ashamed of himself.

After his daughter advised him, he couldn't help but heave a sigh and replied, "I'm actually aware that to get the rogue to repay the debt and apologize to me in person is impossible. But I'm still furious because his men beat me.

Before Penny wanted to comfort her dad, Nathan smiled at him and said, "Dad, you can rest assured that he will come to kneel before and apologize to you because I said so."

At this moment, Penny was nervous and kicked Nathan with her high heels. She then complained, "Damn it. Why do you always have to brag about everything?"

Right after Penny finished, Jenny knocked on the door hastily and said, "President Smith!"

Penny wore a poker face and asked, "What is it? Why are you so nervous? Please mind your manners."

Jenny looked very surprised. "President Smith, Mr. Cook has arrived. He wants to repay the debt and apologize to Mr. Smith in person."

As soon as Jenny finished, Penny and Benson stared at each other with their

eyes wide open.

Even though Penny was surprised by Kayden's arrival at first, she soon recollected herself and said coldly, "This man didn't only fall behind on his debt repayment but beat my dad. Let him in."

Soon, Kayden, who looked pale-faced, walked into the office with his four lackeys.