FULL NOVELXO Chapter 421 A Reckoning
There was a loud crash followed by raucous laughter on the other end of the line.
"Bank account number!" came a derisive voice.
"Hahaha... Where did you come from, fool? I'm dying from laughter!"
"You're probably only good for buying a doghouse!"
"Give me your bank account!" Nathaniel's voice was sharp, irritation evident.
The laughter subsided as the voice finally said, "Alright, alright, I'll give you my bank account! If you don't pay, I'll sue you for harassment!"
After a moment, the person provided a string of numbers. Nathaniel activated the speakerphone, and Koen promptly recorded the details on his laptop.
"Mr. Nathaniel, the account is valid. He's not joking," Koen confirmed.
"Make the transfer," Nathaniel instructed calmly.
The person on the other end seemed to find Nathaniel's demeanor unsettling.
His amusement faded as he realized the seriousness of the situation.
Soon, the laughter turned into gasps as the balance on the account began to grow.
"Sir! Who are you? Can we meet up?"
"I don't have time!" Nathaniel's tone was resolute.
"Sign the electronic contract immediately! It will take effect right away!"
The voice had shifted to a more desperate tone. It was clear that the small shop couldn't compare to the grandeur of the mansion worth 700 million Neros.
The staff inside the store, their faces drained of color, watched in horror as the numbers on Koen's computer climbed.
They trembled, realizing the gravity of the situation.
"Mr. Nathaniel, I've sent the electronic contract," Koen said as he received and reviewed the document.
"Send it to Hudson and have him contact a lawyer in Pontenero. I want to report this to the police. Someone here violated my wife's rights through racism and a private search."
"Sir... I think this is a misunderstanding... Please, let me explain," the male staff stammered, stepping forward in a panic. "This was Jessie's fault. I didn't do anything."
"You rummaged through my wife's bag!" Nathaniel's cold glare was unyielding.
The female staff stood frozen with fear.
"Koen, this store is now ours. Take the security footage and hand them over to the lawyer as evidence."
"And... destroy all their products. Since my wife can't afford it, she should at least enjoy the sound of them breaking."
Nathaniel said the last part in Pontenese, his voice dripping with menace.
Koen and his team entered the store, collected the security footage, and then started to dismantle the shelves.
The sound of glass shattering echoed through the store as perfume bottles hit the floor, bursting into pieces.
The female staff screamed in terror.
Frey watched in stunned silence,
unable to believe what was happening. The scents of various perfumes mixed in the air, creating an overwhelming and surreal atmosphere.
She tried to stop Nathaniel, but he seemed intent on venting his frustration.
"Nathaniel! Nathaniel! Please stop!" she pleaded.
Nathaniel's expression was unyielding as he continued his destruction. His anger was palpable, yet he had sworn never to harm Frey, no matter how mad she made him.
His wrath was directed elsewhere, but it didn't make it any less intense.
That arrogant man was in her room and spilled coffee on her phone. He wanted to ask if Frey truly viewed him as her husband.
What was Nathaniel's place in her heart?
But he didn't dare to ask directly, as it would hurt her pride.
They had both agreed to leave the past behind, start anew, and work on tolerating and adapting to each other.
As the sound of shattering glass filled the air, it strangely helped to ease his taut
nerves.
Frey, seeing his grim expression, felt
a pang of fear. She quickly tried to diffuse the situation, speaking softly, "That woman's cousin is rumored to
be a gangster. Let's just forget it and not cause more trouble."
Nathaniel's eyes flashed with anger. "I want her to know who she shouldn't be messing with."
"Smash it all!" he commanded.
Koen didn't hesitate. He kicked over the shelf, sending all the perfume bottles crashing to the floor in a cacophony of shattering glass.