King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer Chapter 1010: 901 Unexpected Visitor

Chapter 1010: Chapter 901 Unexpected Visitor

Joe Ga wrapped up the final profit-sharing of his Arica trip at Tom Reed’s farm, and after staying for just one day, boarded Gami’s newly-purchased luxury 747 to begin his journey ho.

Kitten, feeling upset for missing out on Joe Boss’s perilous battle, wasn’t in the best of moods.

But that didn’t dampen Joe Boss’s eagerness to return ho…

Pulling Kitten into the lounge for a bit of comforting, Joe Boss woke up exhausted from a deep sleep only to find himself landing at the airport in the City of Nice, France.

Initially thinking it was just a normal transfer, he was startled by the commotion outside and sat up with a headache. Stepping out of the room, he spotted Monaco’s little troublemaker Briella wandering angrily around the plane like she was seeking vengeance.

Just as Joe Ga was about to shut the door to avoid this little nuisance, Briella shrieked and charged over, leaving him no choice but to turn around—only to feel sothing latch onto his thigh…

Looking down at Briella, who angrily gripped his belt with an indignant expression, Joe Boss bent down, picked up the young girl, and asked, “What’s wrong?

Who bullied you? Tell , and Old Hu Lang will sort them out for you…”

Looking around, Joe Ga added, “Why are you here alone?”

Briella put on an exaggerated sulking face, waved her arms dramatically, and when she realized Joe Boss wasn’t buying it, cupped her cheeks to form a pitiful look. With a tearful voice, she said, “Hu Lang, I miss my mom. Take to her…

I dream about her every night. I miss her and Jacques so much.”

Joe Ga paused, then asked, “Where’s your mom? Who brought you here?”

Briella peeked at Joe Ga’s puzzled face through the gaps between her fingers and whimpered, “Mom abandoned and ran off to Sangha Town. She said she wanted to go be a White Angel.

Hu Lang, I also want to be an angel so I can defeat that wicked witch Tong Tong.”

Joe Ga didn’t understand what the little girl was babbling about. Rubbing his nose, he carried Briella into the rear cabin, only to discover a group of dia reporters sitting inside…

As soon as Joe Ga appeared, the reporters instinctively raised their caras, and the sudden flurry of shutters and flashing lights almost blinded him.

With a flick of his hand, Joe Ga pulled out a big and a small pair of sunglasses as if by magic, putting them on himself and Briella before spreading his hands to look for soone to explain what was going on.

Just then, a chuckle ca from behind him. Joe Ga turned and saw Kitten swearing while standing nearby, and Princess Amina, dressed casually in jeans and a T-shirt, had her arm linked with Kitten’s as she giggled behind her hand…

Joe Ga forced an awkward smile at the reporters, then turned back and pulled the two ladies into the front cabin, asking, “What’s going on?

Sangha Town is dealing with an outbreak, so what are these Europe and Arica reporters doing here stirring up trouble?”

Dodging Briella’s wandering hands, Joe Ga shot a frustrated look at the attention-seeking young girl before asking curiously, “Charlene is in Sangha Town—who brought Briella here?”

Amina watched as Kitten, rolling her eyes almost to the sky, covered her mouth and laughed before covering Briella’s ears. Grinning, Amina said to Joe Ga, “It was Albert II.

The guy got caught up in another love-child scandal and couldn’t stand the backlash in Monaco. He swore on everything to the citizens that he’d win his wife back.

Knowing there’s a ‘Zika virus’ outbreak near Sangha Town, Albert II personally funded a shipnt of dicine and supplies, along with reporters, to Central Africa.

His plane couldn’t fit everyone, so so reporters were arranged to board this plane.

He wants everyone to witness his undying love for Charlene. Haha…”

Joe Ga suddenly understood why the reporters were so thrilled—his own rumored affair with Charlene had never really disappeared…

When he had heroically saved Charlene in Monaco, Joe Boss undeniably stole all the lilight.

He had kept Charlene safe at the hospital, leaving the Monaco Royal Family helpless, earning cheers and praise from countless won.

Joe Ga had even bought a few warships out of his own pocket, solidifying Charlene’s status as the Great Warlord Princess.

Fury-driven! Lavish spending!

This plot scread domineering tycoon, and since it involved an unhappy married princess with the Monaco Royal Family, it was all the more tantalizing.

The people of Monaco, as well as the French and Italians, loved gossiping about this!

These regions are steeped heavily in romanticism, and royal family scandals, to them, are completely detached from morality—especially given Albert II’s infamous track record as an old scoundrel.

But disliking the scoundrel is one thing; this sa scoundrel bumping into the princess’s lover while attempting to win back his wife just got the reporters buzzing with excitent.

They weren’t entirely without professional ethics—it was Briella’s presence that kept things restrained. If Joe Boss had been alone, microphones might already have been jamd into his face.

Understanding the situation, Joe Ga chuckled and said, “So, where’s that guy headed? I’d bet he doesn’t even dare set foot in Sangha Town!”

Kitten bared her teeth and said, “That jerk’s destination is Ndele. He says he’s going there for a state visit…”

Joe Ga burst into laughter and said, “That’s to be expected. He’s a king with a fragile fra; there’s no way he’d head into an outbreak zone.

Their royal family’s ‘Clan House’ wouldn’t allow him to act so recklessly!

But this is great news—Central Africa needs wealthy folks like him to contribute.

Make sure Francois and the others take him around the poorest areas. Maybe he’ll get emotional and donate a few million, haha…”

Looking down at Briella, whose big eyes darted mischievously, Joe Ga asked, “What about you?”

Feeling that Joe Ga was trying to ditch her, Briella widened her eyes, bit her lower lip with her front teeth, and dramatically burst into sobs…

“I want to see my mom! Waaah…”

Watching Briella tearlessly cry, Joe Ga sighed and said, “Your crying act lacks conviction—you’ll never make it as an actress.”

Kitten, who loved Briella’s lively energy, grabbed the young girl from Joe Ga’s arms and shot a glare at the unsympathetic Joe Boss, saying, “If Jacques can stay with mom, why can’t Briella?

Albert II being afraid is his business. The ‘Zika virus’ isn’t that bad, and Briella would be safe at our estate…”

Joe Ga glanced at Briella, who nodded seriously as if she believed every word. Pinching her cheek lightly, he joked, “You’re so filial—you’re sure to make your dad proud.”

Just as he spoke, a commotion ca from the front of the cabin…

Dorian and Ronnie, dressed in suits, escorted a pale, bald man discreetly aboard the plane. Several bodyguard-types hesitated against Ayu’s sharp gaze and backed away without boarding.

The pale, bald man was none other than Albert II. Surprised, Joe Ga approached, resisting the urge to feel his forehead to check for fever, and said with a laugh, “Buddy, what are you doing here? My plane’s heading to Sangha Town.”

Albert II kept his composure, greeted Princess Amina and Kitten, then kissed Briella’s forehead. Turning to Joe Ga, he said, “Hu Lang, I’m going to Sangha Town as well, but I can’t stay there long.

Before then, I want to talk to you!”

Turning back, Albert II glanced at Ayu before spreading his hands and saying to Joe Ga, “Could you let my assistants and bodyguards on board? You have enough space.

I’m serious—we need to talk about the situation in Crete, Greece.”

Joe Ga hesitated briefly, then nodded and gestured to Ayu to let them board. Making an inviting gesture to Albert II, he laughed and said, “I underestimated you. I thought you wouldn’t dare go to Sangha Town.”

Albert II acted straightforwardly. Shrugging, he replied, “Under normal circumstances, I wouldn’t go because I have a responsibility to Monaco.

But now…”

Joe Ga chuckled, shaking his head, and said, “Now there’s big business in Crete, right?”

Walking toward a small eting room, Joe Ga jested while inviting Albert II to join him: “Turns out the royal family isn’t as rigid as I thought. Throw enough money at them, and they’ll adapt.”

Albert II feigned ignorance at the sarcasm in Joe Ga’s tone, casually responding, “My economic advisors are not very optimistic about France’s economic prospects for the next decade. As a small nation, Monaco must always be prepared for possible impacts.

Hu Lang, the Greek governnt has indicated plans to turn Crete into a tax-free port for the diterranean.

Specific details of the plan haven’t been disclosed yet, but Charlene has been invited, and Monaco casino managent seems to be under consideration…

It’s hard not to think of certain connections…”

Now Joe Ga was the one caught off guard. He ushered Albert II into the small eting room, instructed the captain to take off, and called Princess Amina over to prepare so drinks…

After Albert II sat down, he watched the illustrious Princess Amina naturally serve two cups of coffee…

Waiting for Amina to leave, Albert II winked at Joe Ga with a grin and said, “Hu Lang, you’re a man of resourcefulness!”

Unable to help himself, Joe Ga flipped Albert II the middle finger and said, “Your behavior, obsessed with lust, looks so ridiculous—it’s no wonder you have so many illegitimate kids.

Honestly, I find it strange. With a gorgeous wife like Charlene at ho, why go for all those random won?

If you’re going to ss around, at least go for so celebrities or high-end beauties.

With those crude and chaotic picks from different corners of the world and all shades of skin, how do you even stomach them?

I’m in Africa, but I’ve never even thought about getting a black girlfriend.

You really don’t discriminate!”

Albert II wasn’t offended—instead, he smirked sheepishly and said, “Actually, I’m just bad at rejecting people, afraid that turning them down would hurt their feelings…

Affairs and illegitimate children aren’t intentional—it’s simply about leaving them with good mories.

I’m genuinely a good person!”