My Dreamy Old Husband

It seemed that many people had arrived since the sound of footsteps could be heard from all directions. Sophia immediately put on her face mask; her black battle suit looked so over-the-top that she looked like someone acting in a movie about assassins.

Standing next to her, Michael also put on his face mask. He wore matching outfits with her since they were a couple!

Stanley secretly asked, “Uncle Michael, how could you be here and fight just like this? What if you get photographed and your photos are sent to the weekly entertainment magazines?”

Annoyed by the question, Celine answered, “That’s not a big deal. This isn’t the first time I’ve been photographed fighting with someone.”

However, Celine—the chief culprit—seemed to be totally unaware of Michael’s resentment. Her eyes brightened as she looked at the seemingly threatening crowd that closed in on them from all sides.

What a group of underage hunks with rosy lips, pretty white teeth, and muscular bodies! Anyone can tell at a glance that they feel great to the touch!

There were dozens of people on the other side, so Celine and the rest were grossly outnumbered.

It seemed that Celine’s side was indeed short of men. There were only eight of them at the very most, including the three Fletchers, the three Mitchells, as well as Harry and Sarah.

As their leader, Celine stepped forward and met the other side’s leader. She shouted confidently, “Tell me your name!”

The leader told Celine his name. “No problem. I’m Ben Oak, and everyone in the underworld calls me Ben. Who are you?”

He’s Ben?

Sophia stared at the young man before her eyes. Seemingly in his early 30s, he looked short and as thin as a skeleton. One could easily tell from his dreadfully pale skin, heavy dark circles, and dull eyes that he lived a life of debauchery.

The saying is indeed true that knowing a person by repute is not as good as seeing him or her in the flesh…

Standing beside Ben was a group of men and women dressed in various colors. Sophia recognized one of the women at a glance; she was none other than Rosie.

Rosie didn’t seem much different since Sophia last saw her a few years ago. Dressed in revealing clothes, she had a nose ring and a lip stud in addition to her heavy makeup; there was a brightly colored butterfly tattoo on her collarbone as well. It seemed that she was also a drug addict, for one could notice the injection marks on her arm that were visible to the naked eye if he or she looked closely.

grip on the electric

on a rock while saying, “As for me… Everyone in the underworld calls me Cece. Have you heard

laugh as their laughter echoed through the large space under the

after he finished laughing. “You must be the imposter who looks like

a lot of scandalous gossip about Taylor recently; it was quite unusual. Ordinary people were clueless, but word had been

three seemed to have rushed here after

a disorderly band of people they are! They must be a bunch

one of the guys and beat him to

Ben’s command, the dozens of people behind

even wield the

the others with passion and ferocity written all over their

crowd and was met

would catch Cece and sell her to the brothel since she must be worth a lot

in his daydream, a face that looked very much like

blank in an instant. By the time he came back to his senses, he had been sent flying; it was accompanied with blood-curdling and shrill screeches. His skeletal-like body flew over everyone’s heads before falling

of pain were heard wherever she went, for the group of tender high school students were as

severe pain on those whose bodies it touched, so those touched by it screamed, held their heads,

did. To her, it seemed a little bit of overkill to wear these pieces of equipment to

went as she beat the

they could see a look of resignation in each

bunch of top fighters who wanted to beat

the high school

for Sarah to beat up her opponents, but Harry armed her with the equipment he had borrowed from Michael. As the head

up several dozen people so badly that they couldn’t fight back at all, and the high school students were

same all along—it was Rosie, who

seven cigarette burns and the two instances where her leg was broken very clearly. Even though Rosie was only paid to do so,