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.

just make electronics, they

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 ended up

The black jacket on him made it look as though he had the actual night sky draped over his shoulders. From a distance, he could see Sophia and Mark with the bombs strapped to them.

he took a few deep breaths

guards protecting Linus walked over,

was well and

would be

unfazed as ever, for

the crowd. “I know you’re here, Linus.

move. He could make the Phantom Wolf drop dead with the press of a button, but he didn’t dare to

though they had returned to those times when they were in the Special Operations Squadron. Even though they had always been competitive and

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

negotiate first,”

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 go either,

rushed over. “They took our patriarch as well!” he said

and the other hostages into the

over. An unfriendly light gleamed in Joel and Michael’s eyes when they caught sight of him. Obviously, they hadn’t

neutralized the bomb in his body permanently. It won’t pose a threat

who had planted the bomb inside 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 the

Quinton paced on the spot like he was a patient but ferocious beast. He said

had been shot in the leg. He cried out loud as he cradled his leg

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

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