Chapter 241
Chapter 241
Nathan’s tender gaze rested upon Suzanne’s lovely face. He spoke softly, yet with unwavering resolve, “Chubs, let’s take things as they come. While it would be wonderful for you to regain your memories, we shouldn’t risk lives.”
“Let’s get the best neurosurgeon.” Suzanne pleaded with her eyes, blinking earnestly at him.
Nathan shook his head firmly. He wasn’t prepared to let her take even a 0.01% risk.
“Let’s discuss this later.” Nathan redirected the conversation. “Are you hungry? Shall we go for dinner together?”
Suzanne nodded in agreement. Nathan rose from his seat and took her hand.
At that precise moment, the doorbell chimed.
The maid hurried to answer it and then turned back to Nathan, her nervous voice tinged, “Mr. Morrison, it’s Mr. President and his secretary.”
The two exchanged a glance. Nathan gently caressed Suzanne’s head and softly said, “You go ahead and start dinner. I’ll tend to Mr. President.”
Suzanne nodded understandingly.
As the maid opened the door, Donald entered with a stern countenance, his presence commanding. He strode past  Nathan, without uttering a word, headed directly to the study.
Nathan courteously greeted him, “Mr. President, you—”
Before Nathan could finish his sentence, Donald strode past him, brimming with anger. Nathan had no option but to follow him into the study.
Meanwhile, Suzanne made her way to the dining table, casting a glance back at the study. The secretary stood firm outside the door, projecting a stern demeanor that added to the tense atmosphere.
While anxiously waiting for Nathan’s return, she fretted over the possibility of him facing repercussions.
In the study, Donald settled onto the sofa, his anger barely contained as he spoke, “I don’t trust a word of the guided missile malfunction report you presented at the conference.
“Now, with just the two of us, tell me, what’s really going on?”
Nathan took a seat across from him, maintaining his composure as he calmly offered, “Care for some coffee?”
Donald’s expression darkened, his hands pressing firmly against his knees, his chest heaving with anger. “Nathan, don’t try to fool me. The Edge Mark 1 missile’s technology has long been honed to perfection. There’s simply no room for error in the data, let alone such a staggering deviation.
“A missile intended for an unnamed desert should never end up in a neighboring country! You really messed up this time!”
“You’ve disgraced our entire nation. Have you seen the global outcry? How many countries are condemning us? Don’t you feel any guilt?” Donald’s voice trembled with fury.
Nathan’s gaze remained resolute, his tone serious as he spoke deliberately, “Our missile failures are not unprecedented. Is dignity really that important?”
Donald slammed the table in anger, rising to his feet, his face as black as ink.
“Who do you think you are, Nathan? As the Defense General of Norvania, you have no right to utter such words!
“Do you even comprehend how we were trampled by other nations when we lacked missiles and advanced weaponry? Our islands, our hills, and our land were all snatched away from us! Don’t you get it?
“We endured sanctions, isolation, and oppression all because we lacked the firepower to defend ourselves. Our military was weak, our defense systems outdated, and our strength insufficient.”
Donald’s fists clenched, his veins bulging, his eyes brimming with tears of frustration as he exclaimed, “Our once-proud missiles have become a laughingstock worldwide! Do you think that’s insignificant? Are you suggesting that Norvania is defenseless and can be pushed around? Is that what you’re implying?”
As Nathan witnessed the tears welling in Donald’s eyes, a pang of sorrow pierced his heart. Yet, he harbored no regrets for his actions.
“Donald, you are well aware of Muzat’s activities in recent years.”
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