My Dreamy Old Husband

“Mr. Harper, I am the commissioner of the National Security Bureau. Here is proof of my identity,” the leader cut him off frostily as he pulled out multiple documents under his arms. “Here is a search warrant for the Harper Residence and an arrest warrant.

Your sister has been tied to a terrorist attack, endangering our national security. We will be taking her away. Please bring your lawyer along if you have any questions, Mr. Harper.”

With that, the group of people filed out.

Richard watched as the line of cars disappeared from his sight; it took forever for him to snap out of it.

Xyla, who had been silent all this time while standing next to him, knew exactly why.

It seemed that Kayla’s hiring of the Phantom Wolf had been exposed. She hadn’t thought that the wretched Sophia would be this blessed; even the Phantom Wolf was unable to kill her off!

Sophia lolled around at home for two days after her attack before returning to her daily studies at Bayside University. After the attack, Michael began drowning himself in work; he was out of the country not even two days later.

Men were always inundated with a never-ending stream of things to do.

Nonetheless, Michael couldn’t bear to be separated from his dainty wife. He was beyond uneasy leaving Sophia at home; apart from the Phantom Wolf, Stanley also had his eyes on her. Evidently, there were many things that he had to personally see to it.

All major authorities were keeping an eye on Phantom Wolf after such an attack. Hence, they were sure to not show themselves again—not until things had calmed down at least. Sophia would be safe during this time.

Meanwhile, dozens of people with different builds and backgrounds gathered in a nondescript farmyard on the outskirts of Bayside City. One might think that this was just a normal farm, but they had no idea it was actually Phantom Wolf’s base.

After causing waves in other countries all this while, they finally decided to touchdown here at last. Much to their surprise, their first hit in this nation ended with the loss of two assassins.

Wolf was filled with unflinching killers who did not blink an eye as they slaughtered their mark. In fact, fresh blood intensified their lust for killing. The members were currently talking about how they should execute a larger scale attack that would

sudden; the killers who had been talking so loudly and animatedly before this shut their mouths. They lowered their heads, looking as though they were common peasants paying their

Phantom

had already caused countless tragedies in the US and Europe that shook the world. No one knew where

had so much blood behind it—a name that was

he took, it was as though his subordinates could see death itself walking beside him. His name symbolized death; he was the killer among killers and the

appearance made many of the assassins present shiver

he made an appearance before his own subordinates like today, he would wear a stiff mask made of actual human skin to obscure his

a ratty, old couch. He looked at the crowd like he was a king, and the voice changer he had transformed his voice into one that was rough yet boomingly deep as

of assassins. Her brightly colored

also meant that she was one of the very few people who had seen his actual face. She held an extremely important position within the organization, and she was also the one who had personally arranged

the woman, his cold eyes devoid

“What’s wrong? Alright, this was my mistake. I won’t accept this kind of request

Quill and Lacey’s deaths this time. I’ll admit that I wasn’t thorough enough when gathering information for the kill; I didn’t expect that girl to have quite the background.

she could even finish her sentence, the woman fell over all of a sudden; a small dagger had pierced her forehead at some point. As she fell to the

seen how he had killed her, nor did they know where the dagger had come from; his

able to follow up on his words and kill a woman that he had been

much as a word for the dead woman. That woman had

before he spoke in a soft voice, “A mistake is no different from your

his subordinates with one last word. “Do not make a stir for the time being, and do not go knocking on that

to disobey the Phantom