Dauntless God Of War

---

He's the famous God of War, so it's hardly surprising for him to sleep with a female celebrity. I'm only an ordinary person who has a daughter. It's good enough that he treats me the way he does.

When Wrenna thought of it that way, she felt much better.

Over at Paradise Hotel's large conference room, Craig was in a meeting with the upper management when the telephone operator hurriedly opened the conference room's door after receiving Harold's call.

Everyone in the room turned to look at the telephone operator, but she ignored their gazes.

“Mr. McGowan, someone just called and asked for you, Mr. Larson, and Mr. Smith to meet him at Galaxy Media.”

The people in the conference room were Paradise Hotel's higher-ups, and their expressions darkened when they heard the telephone operator's words.

None of them could wrap their heads around the possibility that there was someone who dared to order Craig around and wondered whether that person had a death wish.

“That's clearly a prank call. How could you fail to recognize that and come to interrupt Mr. McGowan while he's in a meeting? I don't think this job suits you. You'd do better to find some other job,” the beautiful secretary sitting next to Craig remarked as she shot the telephone operator a displeased look.

The others nodded in agreement.

Craig was seated at the head of the table, and he, too, approved of what the secretary said.

Nonetheless, he could not shake the feeling that something seemed amiss about the telephone operator's message.

He turned to the woman with a doubtful expression and enquired, “Where was it that he wanted us to meet him?”

“H-He said to meet him at the office of Galaxy Media's project management department,” the woman replied nervously.

Initially, I did suspect that it was a prank call. However, the number is Mr. McGowan's personal number, and the caller mentioned Dellmoor's Mr. Larson and Moneybags Smith. That's why I thought the caller could be some bigshot and rushed over here to report it at once.

As soon as Craig heard the words “Galaxy Media,” he sprang out of his chair.

“Inform Mr. Larson from Larson Corporation and Moneybags Smith to head over to Galaxy Media at once! That's your final task at this company,” Craig instructed the secretary before dashing out of the conference room without even taking his coat.

Everyone was flabbergasted.

They did not know what Galaxy Media was nor why the mere mention of it would cause Craig, the Underground King of Dellmoor, to become so shaken.

The secretary was especially nonplussed. She was utterly shocked by Craig saying that would be her last task at the company.