Salute to the General novel Chapter 689

A gas station in Channing.

Nathan Cross was driving in his red car, waiting for his turn to fuel up some gas.

It was a weekend and there were many cars at the station. Nathan Cross had been waiting for over ten minutes.

Sitting in the car were also Penny Smith, Benson Smith, Leah Smith, and Queenie Smith.

Queenie Smith was feeling slightly anxious and asked, "Papa, is it our turn yet? We have been waiting for so long."

"My teacher had told us that all parents must arrive at the school by nine in the morning to attend the Parents Teacher Meeting. I hope that we won't be late."

Queenie Smith had been doing well in her kindergarten, getting praises and tokens from her teacher.

She was never late to class and had never once left the class early. She had set a good example to the other kids in her

class.

Her teacher had been reminding all the parents to be punctual for the meeting, and Queenie Smith was worried that Nathan Cross was going to be late for such an important event.

Nathan Cross looked at his watch and looked at the car ahead of him. The car was already filling up its gas. So, Nathan Cross looked at her and gave her a loving smile, "Don't worry my dear, it will be our turn next. I promise you that we will not be late for the meeting, ok?"

Queenie Smith felt relieved and let out a chuckle, "Ok, papa!"

After the car in front had left, it was Nathan's turn to drive up to the fuel pumps.

However, before he could do so, a lavish Maserati worth millions appeared out of the blue, speeding like a bullet towards the gas station. It overtook all the cars that were waiting in line and cut right ahead of Nathan's car before he could even move

forward.

Nathan Cross was annoyed and Penny Smith could not help but frown too. She commented, "Who is this person? How could she cut into our lane without queueing up?"

The gas attendant who was working at the station was also taken aback by the driver's action. Feeling rather awkward, she knocked on the window with a bitter smile on her face and chided, "Ma'am, it's the weekend today and everyone is queueing up, waiting for their turn to get some gas. Would you mind moving to the back, lining up just like everyone else?"

The window was wound down and inside the Maserati sat a woman, adorned in jewelry with her sunglasses on.

It was Susan Ocean, the wife of the South's renowned billionaire, Jared Ocean!