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.

Michels don’t just make electronics, they make military

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

got out of his black Porsche Cayenne. 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

took a few deep breaths and forced himself

protecting Linus walked over, and the Mitchells

well and completely

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

for he had sufficient trump

and called out loudly to the crowd. “I know you’re here, Linus. You’re the one who jammed the

the press of a button, but

standing next to Joel, 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

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

first,”

for the minute he died, never mind the hostages. Despite that, they couldn’t let the Phantom Wolf go either, because it would

“They took our

incentive for them, for he simply instructed his members to bundle Woody and the other hostages into the plane. The moment Linus unjammed the plane’s systems, they would be able to escape without

him. Obviously, they hadn’t forgotten the reason

the bomb in his body permanently. It

that they had come to this critical

to discuss different strategies. Quinton paced on the spot like he was a patient but ferocious beast. He

there was a sound of a gunshot; one of the hostages had been shot in the leg. He cried out

that person’s horrific screams.

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