Unrivalled God of War

Chapter 42

Early next morning, Nathan Cross and Penny Smith drove their daughter to her kindergarten as usual.

They parked their car near the entrance of the kindergarten and took their daughter to the gates personally, taking a moment to talk with her teacher about their daughter’s behavior in school.

When they returned to their car afterwards, they were horrified to find that their beloved BMW M760Li xDrive had been smashed to pieces.

The rearview mirror, front lights and windows have all been reduced to glass shards that were strewn across the ground.

A crowd had formed around the broken car, their quiet chatters filling the air.

Nathan Cross’ face darkened at the sight of that.

“What happened? Who did this to our car?” Penny Smith yelled desperately.

At that moment, Penny Smith’s phone rang. It was an unknown number.

She frowned and answered the call, “Hello?”

“This is Ms. Smith, am I right? I’m sure you’ve noticed that your car’s been destroyed, yes?” A male voice boomed from the other end of the line.

“You did it, didn’t you?” Penny Smith screamed.

“I didn’t say that,” replied the man, scoffing.

Nathan Cross took her phone and pressed it against his ear. “Who are you?”

“Are you Nathan Cross? Well, it’s not like you can do anything to me, so I’ll just tell you who I am.” The man sneered upon hearing Nathan Cross’s voice. “I am John Miller, president of Juno Hotel.”

“Smashing your car is just an appetizer. If you don’t go to Mr. Myers’ place and ask for mercy within twenty-four hours, get ready to receive the full course,” he threatened.

“No need for that. You’ll be pleading for my mercy in half a day, or you’ll be losing your business,” warned Nathan Cross coldly.

“Haha! Losing my business in half a day? What a joke...” Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Before John Miller could finish his sentence, Nathan Cross had already hung up.

After that, he called Mia, the manager of the BMW showroom, and told her to send an identical car over to replace his smashed one.

Mia would help him deal with the paperwork and the wreckage in front of him as well.

Mia had been overjoyed when Nathan Cross had gifted her with a BMW 5 series the last time, hence she was jittery with excitement when Nathan Cross told her that he would give her what was left of his destroyed BMW M760Li xDrive.

She thanked him profusely.

Nathan Cross and Penny Smith left the scene with the new car that Mia had sent over.

Soon, they arrived at the entrance to a bank.

As it seemed, Penny Smith had contacted David Nelson, the director of the Channing Bank, after she had failed to secure sponsorship from other prominent companies.

They had agreed to meet and discuss the details of a potential loan from the bank.

The two of them walked into Channing Bank and were immediately greeted by Linda Brown, the lobby manager of the bank. “How can I help?” She asked, smiling.

“Hello, I am Penny Smith. I have an appointment with Director Nelson today regarding a loan from the bank,” Penny Smith responded immediately.

“Oh, you’re Ms. Smith? Director Nelson had told us to bring you to him once you arrive. Right this way,” ushered Linda Brown.

“Thanks!” Penny Smith exclaimed, smiling.

Soon, they arrived at the private office of David Nelson.

David Nelson was about fifty years old, and his beer belly wobbled under his shirt. He had been watering the money plant near the window of his office when they came in.

When he saw Penny Smith, he immediately broke into a grin. “Why hello, Ms. Smith.”

“Director Nelson, we’re here to talk about the loan I am considering for my company,” explained Penny Smith, smiling.

David Nelson peered at Penny Smith’s curvy figure and smiled. “Sure thing. Linda, you may take your leave. Also, can you tell your bodyguard here to wait outside as well?”

“Oh, I forgot to introduce him to you. Director Nelson, this is my husband Nathan Cross. He’s not my bodyguard,” explained Penny Smith hurriedly.

David Nelson’s expression suddenly grew cold. “It doesn’t matter if he’s your husband or your bodyguard. He can’t stay here.”

“I don’t like it when other people are around during business negotiations.”

“Ms. Smith, if you’re not here to talk about the loan, then please leave.”