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 spread Phantom Wolf’s name across

hub of activity when silence fell upon it all of a sudden; the killers who had been talking so loudly and animatedly

leader of Phantom Wolf—its namesake—had

stimulated fear in over half of the world’s nations. He had already caused countless tragedies in the US and Europe that shook the world. No one

so much blood behind it—a name that was filled with violence and

himself strode in. With each step 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

of the assassins present shiver

true face to anyone; even when he made an appearance before his own subordinates

Wolf walked in and sat on 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 he said, “Who was the one who took

out of the crowd of assassins. Her brightly colored red lips parted as she slowly announced

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

his cold

over to the Phantom Wolf, her hips swaying as she did so. “What’s wrong? Alright, this was my mistake. I won’t accept this kind of request in the future,” she

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

Phantom Wolf’s doing without a doubt, but no one had seen how he had killed her, nor

Phantom Wolf would be able to follow up on his words and kill a woman that he had been in a relationship with

was an unnatural one; no one dared to say so much as a word for the dead woman. That woman had simply

in a soft voice,

leaving his subordinates with one last word. “Do not make a

dared to disobey the Phantom