Chapter 827

Hans and the other wealthy businessmen were in the event hall of Arctic Snow Group, having several rounds of drinks.

Suddenly, the doors opened, and four armed soldiers barged in. They all stood to attention. "Salute!"

Silence fell in the entire hall at once. The young man put his hands behind his back, and his shiny military boots clomped heavily on the marble floor.

Eugene, Hans, and all the wealthy businessmen were frozen in shock.

Hans slowly put down his raised glass. He had an ominous feeling, and he looked meaningfully at one of his subordinates.

The subordinate nodded and ran swiftly to the inner hall.

Sebastian was chatting casually with Nathan. He had only just returned to his seat when Hans' subordinate burst in. "M-Mr. Ballard… S-Something's happened! You…"

The subordinate glanced at Nathan, who was seated in the center, and he swallowed the rest of his sentence.

"Alright. You can go." Sebastian waved a hand and turned to say to Nathan, "Mr. Whitaker Senior, Rosal