Chapter 156 My Grandfather Is Alastair Ginger

Lydia could no longer be bothered to scold Emrys. She quickly put on a placating smile and said to Erwin. “Mr. Montelongo, your son was hit by this rascal named Emrys. It has nothing to do with Cordelia. Could you perhaps…”

“No way!”

Lydia was ruthlessly interrupted by Erwin before she could finish her sentence.

He rose from the high–backed chair, and in an instant, a terrifying aura of dominance engulfed the entire living room.

“Gorgeous Ginger, I won’t beat around the bush. I have taken a liking to your daughter. If you know what’s good for you, go home with your husband right now. Tomorrow morning… No, at noon tomorrow, I will return your daughter to you. But if you don’t know what’s good for you…”

Erwin sniggered twice, his lusty gaze sweeping over Lydia, whose voluptuous figure made him salivate with desire.

“If you don’t know better, you’ll have to stay at the Montelongo residence tonight with your daughter to serve my son and me.”

Swoosh!

Lydia’s face turned pale instantly.

moment, he could no longer hold back and spoke out. “Mr. Montelongo, don’t you take it too far. Although

“Oh? Is that so?”

at Richard. Richard subconsciously took a step back, his b*dy breaking out in a

aura of a martial artist was far too intimidating for an

a dismissive smirk, Erwin shifted his gaze away. “The Youngblood family

his heart filled with frustration,

artists were indeed

“Mr. Montelongo.”

spoke with a complex expression, “You may not regard our family highly, but

Ginger family from

156 My Grandfather Is Alastair

appeared deep in thought, his gaze fixed on Lydia as he asked,

my grandfather,”

“Alastair is your grandfather?”

he fell into a

family of

elderly man, nearly a hundred years old, named Alastair Ginger. He was a martial arts practitioner. It was said that many years ago, he had already ascended to

never even expected Lydia to be Alastair’s

because after Lydia married Richard, she never mentioned anything about her

weren’t for her deep concern for her daughter, Lydia would not

matter.

assessing the truthfulness of Lydia’s words. After a prolonged silence, he finally said, “Take your daughter and

“Dad…”

“Shut up!”

let her slip away. Naturally, Zeke was unwilling, but he

martial artist, he couldn’t comprehend his father’s emotions at

but he couldn’t afford

terrifying power of a Manifestor. This was an entity capable of killing from afar, one who could obliterate

a huge risk for the sake of a

man must stay. I will

seemingly ready to vent all

young man is incredibly arrogant. It’s high time

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