My Dreamy Old Husband

Chapter 1011

Blood trickled from the corner of Quinton’s mouth as he spat out a mouthful of it. Picking up his gold-rimmed glasses which had been trampled on, he raised his eyebrows and scoffed at Michael with disdain. “I said that I wouldn’t come back to Cethos and cause trouble, but Cethos is still my home; can’t I come back to visit my family occasionally?”

Michael grabbed his collar and roughly shoved him out. “Get out of here, and don’t appear in front of me ever again!”

Quinton slowly straightened his clothes as he gracefully adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses. Then, he left in a taxi.

Stanley was still cursing even after Quinton had left; Michael got someone to drag Stanley away as he entered Mitchell International Energy and Technology. He wanted to show his youthful face to Cooper—that old man—and ask him if he still had any conscience left.

However, he was stopped by Dimon just before he reached the door.

“Mr. Cooper’s appointment for today is already full, Mr. Fletcher. Next time, please make an appointment with him one month in advance.”

Michael glared at Dimon before he turned to leave.

I’ll go home and wait for him; that old father-in-law of mine has to go back home at some point.

As he turned around, he saw Stanley standing at the entrance and wiping the blood from his nose. He grabbed onto Michael and pleaded, “Take me to the hospital, Uncle!”

Michael snapped. “Can’t you go by yourself?!”

 

Stanley stretched out his bloody hand and left a bloody handprint on his white shirt. “How can you be so heartless, Uncle Michael? I’m your nephew! My grandfather is your uncle! Look here—I was beaten up so badly, yet you don’t even care about me!”

Michael frowned and muttered, “Get in the car but don’t get it dirty; I still have to pick up your aunt from work.”

 

Stanley wiped the blood from his nose and told the Fletcher Family’s men to head back first as he got into Michael’s car.

After getting into the car, Stanley checked for outsiders before his pitiful expression instantly turned into a serious look as he took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Michael.

“Look at this, Uncle Michael—I don’t know when Hope had put this in my pocket.”

Suddenly, Quinton had turned into Hope.

Michael took the note. Along with some of Stanley’s blood were several neatly-written words.

Cethos, and

Blade!

assassin who ranked second in the

was not verifiable, but Cethosians called him Blade. He ranked second on the black market’s killer list,

targets; they did

killed and raped women brutally!

organization, whereas Blade was

in Cethos, and

Blade loved to kill, he wouldn’t kill for no reason. Someone must’ve

fell into a

going to do, Uncle Michael? We should inform

Stanley at the hospital and told him to wait for his phone call. Then, he drove over to Plum Technology and waited downstairs

quite fixed. With the Michel and Mitchell Family’s relayed protection, the only place where Blade could carry out his plan was

of this in advance and came back to Cethos

he did not say anything about who had

fact, someone might be monitoring Quinton’s

ran over to Michael’s car

said, “Yeah, my wife

back to the Edwards

already home when they got back, and Sophia rushed over excitedly as she said, “We hit 8 million sales today,

amazing! My daughter is

house and hugged Michael’s leg. “Daddy, I got a little red flower in kindergarten today.

also nodded his head and answered, “That’s

Cooper, he saw that the latter was looking his way with an innocent and sincere look; it seemed like he was

doesn’t this old father-in-law’s conscience

has

as he held Chrysanthemum while they watched TV in silence. Unbeknownst to Cooper, his beloved pet had become Michael’s foot wipe earlier

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