My Dreamy Old Husband

Chapter 594

Quinton took a look at Mark and tilted his head. A mocking smile came onto his face as he said, “Old man—no, I should be calling you Grandfather instead.”

“Pfft, who’s your grandfather?” Mark glared at him.

“Whether you admit it or not, you are my grandfather. My biological father is your son, Theo,” Quinton said patiently.

With his eyes focused on Quinton, the old man went rigid. He wasn’t able to return to his senses for a long time.

Quinton continued with a sneer. “How do you think your son managed to take down that major drug trafficking family within a few months back then? In case you didn’t know, they had been reigning in Southeast Asia’s Golden Triangle for close to a hundred years. He married into that family, intending to take down the entire clan from the inside!”

“You…”

It was Mark’s first time hearing about this. His eyes were widened with rage, but unfortunately, he couldn’t move.

Quinton continued to say, “However, your son made a terrible mistake back then. He shouldn’t have let that poor woman whom he lied to walk free, even if he felt a sense of duty! He thought the poor lady was different from her father, thinking that she would turn over a new leaf and lead the life of a regular civilian. He never knew that the woman would birth his child and turn that same child into a killing machine while she happily watched his descendants kill each other…”

“You…”

Mark was shaking in fury right now, his wizened face having turned ruddy. He recalled the Fletchers who had died at the Phantom Wolf’s hands; Celine, Justin, and even the murderous Phantom Wolf himself were all his own descendants!

 

“Ugh!”

Mark coughed up a glob of blood. In an instant, he seemed to have aged several years.

Mark and Sophia had bombs bound to them. With the detonators strapped to their ankles, the explosives would go off as soon as they touched the ground. Not a single blade of grass grew here; the Phantom Wolf’s men held onto Sophia’s ankle, making sure that the detonator was a few meters above the ground. It was as though she could fall any moment and cause the whole place to go up in smoke.

Sophia noticed that the bombs had the Michel Group’s logo on them.

electronics, they make

Joel stepped out of his vehicle, the expression on his face sharp and harsh. When he saw Mark all tied up, he gritted his teeth. The cannons were already primed and ready. Whether the plane would be able to take flight all depended on Mark, but Mark had

actual night sky draped over his shoulders. From a distance, he could see Sophia and Mark with the bombs

deep breaths and forced

walked over, and the Mitchells

well

this kind of manpower, it would be difficult for the Phantom Wolf members

as unfazed as ever, for he had sufficient trump cards

off his mask and called out loudly to the crowd. “I know you’re here, Linus. You’re

make a false move. He could make the Phantom Wolf drop dead with the press of

ready to fight side by side. It felt as though they had returned to those times when they were in the Special Operations Squadron. Even though they had always been competitive and tried to outrank one another, they miraculously fell into step with each other when they had to

have any plans?” Joel’s voice was even, but he was panicking on the

negotiate first,” Michael

kill the Phantom Wolf. Everyone here would be done for the minute he died, never mind the hostages. Despite that, they couldn’t let the Phantom Wolf

our patriarch

them, for he simply instructed his members to bundle Woody and the other hostages

unfriendly light gleamed in Joel and Michael’s eyes when they caught sight of him. Obviously, they hadn’t forgotten the reason why the Phantom Wolf was

bomb in his body permanently. It won’t

the Phantom Wolf’s body. Now that they had come to this critical point, they didn’t care that much about that. They had to find a way to rescue

was a patient but ferocious beast. He said once again, “Do you hear me, Linus? Get the

of a gunshot; one of the hostages had been shot in the leg. He cried out loud as he cradled his leg from where

gunshot, the previously silent airfield was filled with that person’s horrific screams. The air was even more tense now as sweat beaded Joel and Michael’s

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