Dauntless God Of War

Chapter 327

Unlike the rest of the crowd, Jacques appeared to be in deep thought.

If the God of War is collecting funds, why didn't he approach large corporations like us?

Almost all the major corporations in the country owed their founding success in some way or another to the God of War, including Freya Group.

However, Freya Group had not received any fundraising requests from the God of War.

And to the best of Jacques' knowledge, neither did the other major corporations in the country.

The only logical explanation was that the fundraising God of War was a fake.

He could be a decoy put in place by Harold or something else entirely.

Yet before Jacques could chastise his son over his rude accusations, Harold spoke up.

“Indeed, I'm not the God of War!”

Harold stopped himself from revealing his true identity after hearing Eren's words.

The reason was simple.

On the fifteenth of the following month, the fake God of War would arrive in Dellmoor.

Harold planned to investigate the impersonator's identity and motives on the sly. Naturally, it was prudent to conceal his own identity for now.

Otherwise, the impersonator would only be on his guard, complicating Harold's investigation.

Luckily, Eren's words reminded him to keep a low profile.

The crowd scowled at Harold after his “confession,” while Matthew and Jacques stared at him in incomprehension.

Jacques, in particular, was flabbergasted. He was a hundred percent certain that the young man before him was the God of War.

Though he had never seen the God of War's face, the young man's voice and phone number had never changed over the years. Harold was clearly the real deal.

Matthew and Harold's confused expressions had Harold shooting them warning looks, hoping they would not give his act away.

“Did you hear that, Dad? He even admitted it himself. He's not the God of War!”

Eren jumped on the opportunity to repeat Harold's confession to his father.

The poor fellow was under the impression that his father had fallen for Harold's ploy.

After catching Harold's look, Jacques immediately understood his intentions and put on an act of his own. He turned to his son and bellowed, “You good-for-nothing! Who even told you that Harold was the

God of War?”

“Wait... D-Dad, what about everything you said earlier?” Eren was befuddled by his father's words, and so was the crowd.

Suddenly, they recalled that no one had ever addressed Harold as the God of War.

They had mistaken Jacques' words and automatically assumed he was referring to Harold as the God of War.

Embarrassment swept through the presumptuous crowd. Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Eren's obstinance fanned the fires in Jacques' heart, and he roared, “Don't worry yourself over what I said earlier! All you need to know is this—even if Harold isn't the God of War, we can't afford to offend him. The Sinclair family wouldn't be where it is today without Mr. Campbell. Now come here and apologize to him!”

His words merely added to Eren's confusion. He remained frozen on the spot and shot Brittany a helpless look.

His grand plan of forcing Harold to apologize to his wife Brittany had gone the exact opposite. Instead, he found himself being pressured to beg for Harold's forgiveness.

Jacques, on the other hand, was infuriated by Eren's continued inaction. He raised his cane to strike his son, bellowing, “D*mn it! You refuse to apologize, huh? You're asking for a beating!”