Novel Square
Chapter 1851
Chapter 1851
Around one hour later, the sound of Nathaniel’s car could be heard. Without any hesitation, I got into
the car and sat beside him.
“It’s going to be uncomfortable where we’re going. Are you sure you’re up to it?” Nathaniel asked.
“Don’t underestimate me. I am, after all, someone that caught your eye. I’m not going to disgrace you,”
I answered indifferently.
Smirking in response, Nathaniel ordered the driver, “Drive.”
One hour later, we arrived at a golf course on the outskirts of the city. There, we boarded a helicopter
and headed for Loang.
Just as Nathaniel had said, he was the only person in the business that was a germaphobe and
suffered from obsessive-compulsive disorder.
All I saw were men in messy clothing and bases filled with wooden structures. The drug lords there
looked like vagabonds while some of the other bases didn’t even have toilets. Hence, one had to do
one’s business out in the wild.
The only good thing being by Nathaniel’s side was that I had access to a hot bath before I slept every
night.
There, even the children were given guns. To them, human life was worth less than animals.
What shocked me the most were the children. Instead of playing with toys, they gathered in a circle
playing poker, where the winner got to shoot the loser to death. After that, the children would drag the
loser’s body aside in a nonchalant manner before continuing with their game. Those that survived
would go on to join the drug cartel.
During the entire seven days, we went to a total of thirteen different countries and met with most of
Nathaniel’s direct competitors.
No one really treated me as Mrs. Hall. Instead, they just assumed that Nathaniel had finally discovered
how amazing women are. In fact, they even commented brazenly on my body and looks behind
Nathaniel’s back. They were of the opinion that Nathaniel should’ve found someone younger.
Despite how uncouth they were, they treated me with respect on the account of Nathaniel’s status.
Moreover, I even managed to avoid all security checks which allowed my phone to continue
transmitting my location.
On the afternoon of the ninth day, our trip came to an end as we returned to K City.
After dropping me off at home, Nathaniel went to deal with the problems elsewhere.
As for me, I washed up quickly and picked Gregory up from school before heading to John’s place.
The moment I entered, I handed my phone to Gregory. “Sweetheart, did you manage to trace my
location over the last few days?”
“Mmm-hmm.” Gregory nodded. “I saw that you were overseas for a long time. Why didn’t you take me
and Audrey with you?”
“I’ll take both of you when I have the opportunity next time.” I tousled his hair with a smile and added,
“Now, please help me extract the data of where I have been. Select the places that I have spent more
than one hour in.”
“Sure.” Now that he was experienced, Gregory went about it more efficiently. In slightly more than ten
minutes, he had completed the task.
“It’s done, Mommy. I have compressed the data into a document and stored it on my desktop. Do you
want me to send it to your phone?”
“No.” I carefully stopped Gregory from pressing the send button. Then, I brought out the note with Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.
Benson’s number. “Send it to this one instead.”
Although Gregory looked surprised when he saw the number, he did as he was told without any
questions.
In less than a minute, the computer prompted that the transfer was a success.
As a result, I let out a sigh of relief.
After all, success was now within our grasp. Watching what had just happened, John interrupted,
“Destroy the original tracking program so that you don’t leave a trail.”
John was right. Once the overseas bases were compromised, Nathaniel’s suspicions would definitely
be raised. Therefore, it was necessary for me to destroy all evidence.
Looking at Gregory, who was waiting for my answer, I patted him on the shoulder. “Follow Uncle John’s
instructions.”
“Okay.” All of a sudden, Gregory seemed to turn into an emotionless android. Turning around, he
began furiously typing away on his computer.