My Dreamy Old Husband

Joel stared at the Phantom Wolf coldly. It was also his first time hearing that the Phantom Wolf was Theo’s descendant, but Joel was still as calm as ever. “Release the hostages, and I will guarantee that you’ll have a safe passage out of the country.”

Quinton tilted his head as he gazed back at Joel. A cold light emanated from his dark eyes, seeming as though he was a venomous snake. “My apologies, dear brothers; it’s a pity that we have to meet under such circumstances.” The Phantom Wolf gave a polite bow to them. “My birth father is Theo, while my biological mother is Tanya. I was initially born as Hope, but I changed my name to Quinton after my mother remarried.”

Michael pointed somewhere, and Hale brought Tanya over with a gun held to her head.

“Your mother is with me. I want to exchange her for one of the hostages.”

Quinton took a look at the woman in Hale’s hold and waved at her from a distance.

Tanya’s face was blank. One had to wonder if it was because her facial nerves had been damaged from all the excessive plastic surgery, or if she simply didn’t care. After greeting her, Quinton said to the two men, “Do as you wish with her. I have no love for her anyway.”

He was just three years old when Tanya sent him to the Phantom Wolf’s organization. At the age of 14, he crawled out of there to see her for the first time in years, but she sent him for plastic surgery because he looked too much like Theo.

It was well within Michael’s expectations that Quinton had very little connection to his biological mother. He took a few steps forward and said, “Since you don’t want your birth mother, I’ll offer myself up in exchange for two hostages. I am a celebrity, and I am known all over the world. You’ll have more sway if you have me instead, don’t you think so?”

Sophia’s heart was lurching, her tears continuing to fall as she screamed internally.

No, don’t do this! Please don’t!

rather stay in the Phantom Wolf’s clutches if it meant that

parties knew that they were just buying time; the Phantom Wolf was waiting for Linus to fix the plane, while Joel and Michael were waiting for a

leaving only a few people out on the airfield itself. Everyone had their

said, “You took my sister in hopes of molding her into the perfect killing

already lived a fulfilling life at a hundred, but

to call out to Michael and advise him as well, but her tongue was numb. She couldn’t make a

something jab into her arms

fire had just blazed through it; Sophia’s mind soon let her know about her control over her limbs. She wiggled them

She could move again!

stay alive and rescue Mark while saving herself in the process. However, her survey yielded nothing. She had no idea why she was able to move

currently had his back to her. Some of his subordinates had formed a circle, keeping an eye on the hostages warily. Two of them had their eyes on Sophia and Mark, keeping their hands on the detonator. If these two died and the detonators fell to the ground, no one else

the dim yellow of the evening sun. Sophia was engulfed with darkness while everyone’s attention was on the Phantom Wolf and the two Fletchers. No one else was looking at her, nor did anyone notice the cold vapor that was spreading from the

barely audible voice suddenly spoke up from

is

went on, a tiny mechanical arm silently reached out and gently snipped the wires on the bomb under the cover of the

sounded horribly loud in Sophia’s mind. She felt her scalp crawl at that, and she didn’t dare to breathe as her eyes widened.

be truly invisible. He never mentioned the specifics, but the material could confuse

mistake about it; the robot in front of her eyes was made with that material. It silently neared her, mimicking its surroundings