The Return Of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife (Joanna)

Chapter 835 Bruce tidied up, changed into a proper suit, and rushed to Scenic Hotel.

Scenic Hotel was Greyport’s most peculiar hotel.

It was a state-owned enterprise that mainly received foreign guests and dignitaries from all over the world.

All these years, it was actually not very profitable, but it was still standing strong.

At7 pm.

Bruce arrived at Scenic Hotel on time.

As soon as he got out of the car, two waiters in uniforms walked toward him respectfully. “Hello, Mr. Everett. Your room is ready.

Please follow me.” Bruce frowned.

“It seemed that the handler was quite impressive this time.

“The waiter was already waiting for me at the door,” thought he.

“Let's go!” Bruce felt uneasy and followed the waiter to the hotel.

The layout of the hotel was marvelously peculiar.

It looked ordinary on the outside and did not even meet the standards of a four-star hotel. However, as he proceeded further in, the interior layout became increasingly expansive.

There was truly a whole new world inside.

In front of Room 818.

After walking for five to six minutes, the waiter finally brought Bruce to a very hidden room.

Pushing open the door, the waiter respectfully extended his right hand to invite Bruce in.

Bruce took a deep breath and strode into the room.

The living room was huge, and the decorations were not particularly luxurious.

However, it was very refined and grand.

Bruce walked to the middle of the living room and saw that there were two more rooms inside.

One of them was probably the reception room. The door was open.

“Bruce! Long time no see.” A sonorous male voice came from the reception room.

Bruce was left speechless as he looked in the direction of the voice.

Inside the reception room was a desk.

Behind it sat a middle-aged man in his fifties.

The middle-aged man had neatly combed hair and was wearing a suit. He held a cigarette in his hand, and his eyebrows were thick and sharp. His eyes were filled with wisdom and heroic spirit.

His aura was strong, perfectly portraying his dignity.

“Mr... Mr. Thompson...” Bruce's eyes widened in astonishment.

Although he hadn’t seen Mr. Thompson for almost ten years, Bruce still recognized him at a glance.

“Haha, you didn’t expect it to be me, did you?” Mr. Thompson put out the cigarette in his hand.

He stood up and walked toward Bruce with a kind and dignified smile on his face.

Bruce was stunned for a moment, unable to grasp what had just happened for a brief moment.

He did not expect it to be Mr. Thompson.

“In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed. When | first saw you, you were still a young boy.” Mr. Thompson walked up to Bruce and patted his shoulder like an elder who had not seen him for a long time.

“I'm really glad that you've grown into a real man.” Bruce's mind went blank for a moment. When he came back to his senses, he quickly reached out and shook hands with Mr.

Thompson. “Hello, Mr. Thompson.

“I really didn’t expect you to come and meet me personally.” “Bruce! You've performed very well all these years.

“You didn’t let me down. Haha, my judgment is still very good,” Mr. Thompson praised him sincerely.

When Bruce heard this, a chill ran down his spine.

He had always been unruly and domineering.

He did not yield to anyone, Only in front of Mr. Thompson was he like a primary school student, filled with admiration and respect.

Mr. Thompson was the supreme executor of the National Defense Bureau.

National Defense Bureau was the most unique and mysterious department, It had pretty great privileges.

When it was inconvenient for the country to resolve matters and when special methods were needed to gather information from all over the world, National Defense Bureau would step in.

Consequently, National Defense Bureau was directly commanded by the highest executor of the state. No one other than the highest executor of the state can mobilize and investigate the people of the National Defense Bureau.

If it were in ancient times, it would be equivalent to the King’s most trusted subordinates. They would directly listen to the King’s orders, and no one else would have the right to order them around.

Of course, they still enjoyed the highest privileges and honors even now. Anyone who entered National Defense Bureau would be awarded the highest honor.

If they were unfortunately sacrificed, they would be awarded the highest hero medal.

This was not something that money could symbolize. It was an honor that could not be bought, no matter how much money was spent.

“Bruce, come, have a seat. Don’t be so restrained. Just consider this merely as two old friends chatting.” Mr. Thompson spoke, graciously offering his seat.

Bruce retracted his previous domineeringness and obediently sat down opposite Mr. Thompson like an obedient primary school student.

Mr. Thompson smiled cordially and poured a cup of coffee for Bruce. “Bruce, you completed the mission of the RA-3 virus very well.

“Because of your outstanding performance, the National Research Bureau has officially started researching military virus weapons.

“Here, this is a medal bestowed upon you by the state. It's also an affirmation from the state.” As Mr. Thompson spoke, he opened a red brocade box and took out a beautifully designed medal.

Then, he personally pinned the medal to Bruce's chest.

“Thank you, Mr. Thompson!” Bruce lowered his head and looked at the medal. His eyes were actually a little red.

The young boys all had a dream of being heroes.

For a medal of honor that symbolized a hero, they could really stake everything without any scruples.

One should never think that agents would only be chosen from the children of poor families.

In fact, National Defense Bureau preferred the children of wealthy families. This was because these children lacked nothing since they were young. Only after the thorough fulfillment of material existence could one pursue the realm of the spiritual world.

These children’s admiration for heroes and their sense of honor would be stronger. As for children from poor families, it was still a problem for them to feed themselves. How could they have the energy and opportunity to pursue the spiritual world? Of course, there were also some exceptions.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Mr. Thompson suddenly changed the topic and deliberately asked with a regretful expression, “Bruce! | heard Aria Bridges’ report to the organization. You plan to retire early and leave the organization. Is this true?” When Bruce heard this, he frowned. “Mr. Thompson, it's true!” “Umm, can you give me a reason? Is there some difficulty in life? Or is there a problem that can't be solved? “You can tell me. We will definitely think of a way to help you solve it if we can.” Mr. Thompson looked concerned.

“I... I just want to change my living environment.” Bruce wanted to say something but hesitated. He did not know where to start.

He couldn't possibly tell Mr. Thompson that he was going home to accompany his wife and children.

When Mr. Thompson heard this, he pondered for a few seconds and said earnestly, “Bruce! You're still very young and have a bright future. You have to consider it carefully. If you miss some opportunities, you won't have them anymore.

“I'll be retiring in two to three years. In the future, National Defense Bureau will have to choose a leader with both virtue and talent.”