Chapter 277 Flattery is Not a Good Thing to Do

"Edoland, Lachlan?"

"Edoland, Lachlan!"

The old man in the blood robe gritted his teeth and exuded a terrifyingly violent aura.

"My lord... can you please let me go?" The leader of the Britt family's men was being strangled by the neck and felt like he couldn't breathe. He begged in pain and fear. Meanwhile, the other members of the Britt family who came to deliver the corpse were all trembling under the old man's intimidating presence, living in constant fear.

"I'll let you go." The blood-robed elder's expression was ferocious and his tone sinister, like a grim reaper seeking souls.

With those words spoken, he crushed the person in his hand into bloody mist!

"Ah!"

"Run away!"

The other members of the Britt family were frightened out of their wits and tried to escape with their lives. However, they only took a few steps before meeting their demise just like their companion earlier, exploding into pieces on spot!

The power of this blood-robed elder was unfathomable; just his terrifying pressure alone caused these people to die instantly!

Cara knew her son-in-law and daughter would be coming home tonight so she took leave from her nanny duties specifically to cook for them herself.

"Mom, take it easy! I'll cook today!" Miranda said with an unusually good mood today as she wanted to show off her cooking skills!

Lachlan raised an eyebrow at Miranda's words while looking at this stunningly beautiful goddess CEO with anticipation.

though he had never tasted any food that

might be an opportunity for him to indulge himself? Meanwhile, Emmanuel, Cara and Mason all

Mason asked curiously while Emmanuel and Cara both showed

kitchen work before so

your faces? I've learned some new tricks lately," Miranda said feeling annoyed by

about cooking this time huh? Haha..." Emmanuel said

brat, my daughter is learning to

my sister down!" Mason chimed

He quickly shook his head. "No way! How could

his goddess wife was learning to cook for him out

and Cara about the specifics of their wedding while watching

a grown man, he seemed

he felt a sense of unease creeping up on him like something terrible had

causing this feeling of discomfort when Emmanuel suddenly furrowed his brow

only

wearing a small apron that made her look like a beautiful chef - both warm and intoxicating at once - but what was up with

A few minutes later...

dining table as Cara and Miranda brought eight dishes one after

dishes were

before their faces twitched uncontrollably

she said, "Come on everyone! Let's eat! This is Miranda's

he pointed at those two plates full of charcoal-like food asking sheepishly. "Hmm! Taste it quickly, how is

face still bore a few smudges, and her apron was yet to be untied.

a sense of accomplishment between her eyebrows. This

dishes in front

Ahem!

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