The War God's Homecoming
Chapter 429 Mark Barber Needs To Vent

Chapter 429 Mark Barber Needs to Vent

"Boss, is this when we're going to take action?" Azure Dragon on the other end of the phone sounded eager.

"It's been ten years, and it's time for them to settle that debt," Billy replied calmly.

"Understood!" Azure Dragon responded loudly.

"Moreover, it's a good opportunity to use Nanrania as an example to deter the other countries in the south. Recently, several nations in the region have been getting restless, probably instigated by the west." "Yeah." Billy nodded before ending the call.

"Boss, I have a question. Did you deliberately provoke those two earlier?" Stout asked with a grin. He knew Billy well enough to know that it wasn't about the four billion.

More than likely, it was to force the other side into action, providing a suitable reason to take action against Nanrania.

"Several nations in the south have become strategic reserves for the West. Nanrania, in particular, is the most submissive." Billy replied.

"Understood!" Stout nodded and continued, "I heard that Nanrania went so far as to send one of their royal family's princesses to become a lover of a high-ranking official in a Western country. Is that true?" "Where there's smoke, there's fire." Billy replied again.

"Ha, they're really going to great lengths to cozy up to the West!" Stout smacked his lips. "Why don't they just befriend Glavale like we do? Instead, they run to the West, allowing themselves to be used like tools. Do they enjoy it?" he continued, his voice filled with disdain.

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"Boss, one thing I don't understand is why the South Trade Group became interested in Ms Knight's cosmetics company. Is the profit really that substantial?" Stout asked as Billy put away his phone. "The profit might be part of it," Billy mused. "Perhaps they are after the formula."

"What do you mean?" Stout asked, puzzled.

"Because the cosmetics have a remarkable hemostatic effect," Billy explained with a faint smile.

"Hmm?" Stout seemed to realize something. "Are you saying they want to extract the hemostatic effect from the formula?"

"I'm just speculating for now." Billy replied.

"Could that guy's family be connected to Nanrania's military?" Stout muttered an expletive.

"It's a possibility," Billy said with another smile.

Although it was just a guess for now, he felt it was highly likely. Otherwise, if they were only after the cosmetics' profits, Mark Barber wouldn't have needed to personally get involved; he could have delegated it to someone within the group.

"Thinking about it this way, I feel like this is highly likely," Stout agreed, smacking his lips. "Nanrania's people are really something!"

While Billy and Stout headed to the SHADOW base, Mark Barber and Sheila Harvey returned to their hotel.

Once they entered the presidential suite, Mark Barber slammed his palm down on the solid wood coffee table in the living room, reducing it to splinters. His face was icy, and he was seething with anger. "I will make him pay!" Mark Barber lit a cigar and took a deep puff. He couldn't believe that he, one of the top young masters in Nanrania, had been publicly humiliated like this. Throughout his life, not a single person had dared to raise their hand against him, let alone treat him like a puppet.

"Mr Barber, please calm down. I promise to settle this matter for you. He..." Sheila Harvey took a deep breath and sat on the sofa beside him. Her anger was no less than his. As the scion of the Harvey clan, she had never been slapped in the face like this before.

"I'm sorry, Mr Barber. It was my mistake. I will make sure something like this never happens again. Please..." She was about to continue, but Mark Barber cut her off with a slap.

"Mr Barber, why did you hit me?" With one hand covering half of her face, Sheila furrowed her brows. She hadn't expected Mark to actually lay a hand on her, and a hint of sternness flashed in her eyes. "You useless woman! I asked you to investigate the background of their company, and this is what you came up with?" Mark Barber's angry voice interrupted her.

"You couldn't even find out that there was a War Grandmaster-level expert with that woman? If I had known they had someone that strong, I would have brought more people with me today! Because of your mistake, I've been put in such a difficult situation. Do you think you deserve to live?"

Exhaling deeply, Sheila made an effort to adjust her emotions, forcibly suppressing her anger before looking at Mark Barber.

"I'm sorry, Mr Barber. It was indeed my mistake. I apologize to you, and I promise that there won't be a next time. Please..."

Before this incident, she had indeed conducted a simple investigation into SunPark Group. As the representative of the Southern Trade Group for their cooperation projects in Glavale, her research mainly focused on business matters such as company size, product characteristics, and market prospects. They rarely delved into the personal backgrounds of company executives, so Harleen's background had been overlooked.

"Because of your blunder, I got hurt like this by that damn idiot. Do you think a simple apology is enough?" Mark Barber interrupted her angrily once again. While speaking, he grabbed Sheila's hand and pulled her towards him.

"Right now, I'm furious, and it's all because of you. You're responsible for calming me down!"

"Mr Barber, no!" Sheila exclaimed in shock. Simultaneously, she activated her Chi energy, pushing his hand away from her wrist and quickly moving several steps to the side. A hint of hatred flashed in her eyes once more. She hadn't expected Mark Barber, that bastard, to even have designs on her. But although her anger was raging, she dared not erupt.

Leaving aside Mark Barber's identity that made her cautious, just based on his personal strength, she couldn't match him. There was a significant gap between the two of them, one large realm apart. If she were to provoke him further, the consequences would only worsen.

"You damn bitch, you dare to resist?" Mark Barber roared angrily. "If you don't obediently help me cool off, do you believe I'll take care of you right now?"

"Mr Barber, you... please calm down." Sheila took another deep breath. "You can wait in your room for about half an hour, and I'll arrange beautiful women to accompany you immediately. What about the woman who helped you with translation yesterday? If you're not satisfied, I can find someone else for you. I know a pair of twin girls from Ozin University. I'll have them brought over right away, and I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

"I'll give you one minute. If you don't come over, you'll bear the consequences yourself!" Mark Barber didn't pay any attention to her words. While speaking, he took off his jacket. At this moment, he was so full of anger that he felt like he might explode if he didn't vent. He didn't care about Sheila's identity anymore; he just needed to release his pent-up frustration. Moreover, with his background, he wasn't worried that the Harvey clan would dare to hold him accountable afterward.

"Mr... Mr Barber, I'll arrange for beautiful women to keep you company right away. I'll be back in a second!" Sheila trembled, and in a flash, she rushed towards the door.

"You... you dare to reject my offer!" Mark Barber coldly snorted and struck out with his palm.

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