Dauntless God Of War

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Inwardly, the secretary cursed the perverted man.
Inwardly, the secretary cursed the perverted man.

Meanwhile, Philip hastily picked up the phone on his desk and called his son, Daniel, after hearing his secretary's reply.

Right then, Daniel was having a roll in the hay with the beautiful receptionist in his office.

“The phone is ringing, Mr. Daniel,” the receptionist, who was being put through the wringer by the man, quickly remarked upon hearing the ringing of the phone on the desk.

Without even sparing the phone a glance, Daniel reached out and unplugged the phone cord.

Then, he continued thrusting away.

That had Philip so livid that he almost burst a blood vessel.

“How dare he hang up on me? He's simply asking for it!”

At once, he shot to his feet and stormed out of his office to settle the score with his son.

The instant he pushed open Daniel's office door, the scene within had his blood pressure shooting through the roof.

“Ahh! Mr. Daniel, Mr. Larson is here!”

Stricken, the receptionist shrieked and hastily got dressed.

Daniel, on the other hand, looked at his father in slight embarrassment.

“Why did you come over, Dad? You could've just called me if there was anything you needed!” Daniel muttered in mortification.

Subsequently, he swiftly straightened himself up.

“Look at the phone on your desk yourself! All you know is to fool around! Do you know that disaster is upon us, you idiot?” Philip snapped.

“I don't get what you're saying, Dad!”

Daniel was wholly bewildered by his father's words.

I only messed around for a bit with the receptionist in my office, and it's even my family's company. How did I bring disaster upon us?

“Mr. Campbell phoned me a while ago, asking you to contact him. Have you offended him?” Philip demanded.

“No. It's been more than half a month since I last saw him. How could I have offended him?”

Daniel became all the more confused.

“Mr. Daniel, I took Mr. Campbell to the conference room just now, so he's currently waiting for you to meet him there,” the receptionist, who had straightened her clothes, stammered timidly behind him.

“What? Mr. Campbell is already in the conference room? Why the f*ck didn't you tell me that earlier? Do you want to destroy the Larson family? D*mn it!”

As soon as Daniel heard her, his expression changed entirely. Slapping her across the face, he tore into her furiously.

“I... wanted to tell you, but you pounced on me the moment I came in without even giving me the opportunity to report it to you. How could I have told you about it?”