Dauntless God Of War

Chapter 39

Daniel carefully led Harold to the outside of the chairman's office on the uppermost floor of Larson Corporation.

“Mr. Daniel, may I know your business with Mr. Larson? I will inform him of your arrival.”

When the seductive secretary saw Daniel approaching, she hurriedly tried to stop him. Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Get out of my way. Do I require your permission to see my dad?”

Daniel shoved the secretary aside and opened the door to his father's office.

When he walked into the office, he was stunned. His father was doing the deed with a young female manager from the finance department.

He wanted to leave the office, but Harold was behind him.

He was stuck in between and it was extremely awkward.

Upon hearing the door open, Philip thought it was the secretary. When he turned his head and saw his son, he was frozen too.

“You b*stard, can't you tell the secretary or knock before you come in?” Philip chastised his son. But before he could finish, he noticed Harold appearing from behind Daniel. “Oh, Mr. Campbell, you're here too.”

Harold's presence scared Philip so much that his libido vanished instantly.

He quickly pulled up his pants and straightened his shirt.

“Mr. Larson, I haven't had enough. Why don't you have them wait outside until we finish what we started?”

Still immersed in ecstasy, the young woman flung her arms around Philips' neck and looked at him flirtatiously.

Philip's face was as red as a baboon's buttocks, filled with embarrassment.

At the door, Harold tried to suppress his laughter.

“Truly like father like son. No worries, I am not in a hurry. Please go on. Just inform me when you've finished your business.”

After saying that, Harold retreated and sat at the secretary's table.

Daniel quickly poured a cup of tea.

Slap!

“Get out of here, you wench!”

The slaps and furious shouts coming from Philips' room were so loud that one could hear them from outside.

In the chairman's office, the fiery heat on her face had finally awoken the woman from her euphoria.

When she saw the rage on Philip's face, her flushed face immediately turned pale.

It was the very first time she had witnessed such a terrifying expression on the old man's face.

She turned her head and looked at Harold for a moment before quickly putting her skirt on and dashing out of the office.

To be able to conjure fear in Philip, a pervert with an arrogant appearance, Harold must be no ordinary man.

A few minutes passed, and Philip, now dressed in tidy attire, emerged from his room hastily. He stood respectfully before Harold.

“Mr. Campbell, my wife has passed away too soon. It was merely to fulfill my biological needs. Surely you understand!”

Philip gave his son a look, hinting him to explain the situation to Harold with care later.

The arrogant face he wore when he stopped Harold's wedding car was nowhere to be found.

Harold nodded understandingly.

Looking at the chairman's expression, the secretary covered her mouth in surprise, her eyes wide open.

Usually, when somebody was here to see Philip, they would be sitting uneasily. But the tables had turned today. Philip was now the uneasy one.

The chairman of Larson Corporation, the wealthiest man in Dellmoor, was cowering before a young man.