Chapter 1823
Chapter 1823 Police Raid
Although his attention was on his phone, Nathaniel instructed Janice in an indifferent voice just as I was about to turn back,
“Reheat the breakfast. My wife and I will eat it later.”
I reluctantly went over and sat opposite him.
Noticing my presence, he threw his phone on the table and stared at me with great interest.
Puzzled, I reached up to touch my face. “What are you looking at?”
Nathaniel frowned as he gave me a perplexed look. “Did you sleep again? I’m curious as to how you’re able to sleep for so long.”
Is he dense?
“It’s up to me. Why do you care?” I retorted before grabbing one of the plates Janice had brought over. Then I began eating my
breakfast.
After several bites, I sensed that he was still looking at me, so I raised my head. I was right.
I stiffened. While gripping my knife tightly, I warned through clenched teeth, “Are you not done?”
Only then did Nathaniel turn away with a raised eyebrow.
Not long after, Janice served him breakfast.
I quickly finished my meal and prepared to head upstairs after wiping my mouth. When I was passing by the living room, I saw
the man in a suit walking in. He was the man who I had met at the slum village. I hurriedly turned and sat in the living room,
pretending to peel an apple.
“Mr. Hall.” The man stood at the door near the living room and shot Nathaniel a look.
Nathaniel remained unmoved as he ate his breakfast. “Get straight to the point. There aren’t any outsiders here.”
I pouted, feeling somewhat flattered.
Upon hearing that, the man went straight to the topic. “Several locations that are taken over from Ms. Schmidt have been
investigated. Our men said...”
“What did they say?” Nathaniel inquired.
The man in a suit first looked at me and then at Nathaniel before continuing, “They said that Ashton had been to every one of
them before trouble struck. There’s a commotion going on now. The people we sent there nearly got into a fight with those men
who previously worked for the Schmidt family.”
Nathaniel cocked his eyebrows slightly at those words and smiled at me from a distance. “Ashton is really not stopping even for
a moment.”
Although the words were directed at the man, Nathaniel was clearly looking at me as though soundlessly asserting something.
Meeting his gaze, I put down the knife calmly and took a huge bite of my apple. Then I casually leaned back on the couch,
crossed my legs, and turned on the television to watch the news.
Even the man, who was accustomed to dealing with major issues, was stunned by my actions.
“Go and wait outside,” Nathaniel instructed before lowering his head again to finish his breakfast.
When he stopped to wipe his mouth, he calmly urged me to change my clothes. “Don’t you wish to see what problems Ashton
has brought upon me?”
He knew very well that I would be more than happy to see Ashton give him a hard time.
I openly admitted to it by throwing my apple core into the bin and hurrying upstairs. Having learned my lesson from yesterday, I
changed into warmer clothing before I went downstairs and got into the car with Nathaniel.
Since the raided territories were under investigation, someone of Nathaniel’s status naturally did not need to go there in person.
However, he would still need to explain the happenings to the elders we had met the day before.
Hence, the man in a suit drove us back to the villa we were at last night.
It was the same group of people sitting around the same table in the same private room. The atmosphere was also more or less
the same, except for the sour expressions on the faces of Vincent and those who were against venturing into the Chanaean
market. They did not bother to hide their displeasure even while they were greeting Nathaniel.
Ashton and Ramona arrived late, and as soon as they sat down, Vincent began to lash out at Nathaniel.
“I told you earlier that we shouldn’t venture into the Chanaean market. Now, so many of our men died, and we even lost more
than ten million worth of goods. Who’s going to be responsible for such a huge loss?”