Rise Of The Supreme General

Chapter 137

The sleek Maserati came to a halt, and the crowd’s curiosity reached its peak. The door swung open, and out stepped a striking woman in a sharp, tailored suit. Stacey Gold. The assistant to the Supreme General.

Gasps rippled through the Armand family. What was she doing here? Why would someone of her stature associate with Adam?

“Stacey Gold?” Henry blurted, his voice laced with disbelief. He stepped forward, trying to maintain composure. “This must be a misunderstanding. Surely, someone of your position has no business here. Let’s not waste your time on trivial matters.”

Stacey didn’t even glance at him. Instead, she strode purposefully toward Adam, holding a thick stack of cash in her hands.

Henry reached out, desperate to intercept her. “Ms. Gold, please, let’s talk—”

The sharp crack of Stacey’s palm meeting his cheek echoed through the air, silencing him. Henry staggered back, clutching his face in shock.

“Know your place,” Stacey said coldly. Her icy gaze bore into Henry, making