My Dreamy Old Husband

Over the years, the killers under him had various aftereffects. Some of them became paralyzed; some of them had an epileptic fit like Sandra, and some of the others’ brains had slowly deteriorated to a primal state. Others even had red rashes erupting all over their bodies before they died without any warning. Since no one knew what their aftereffects were, things spiraled out of control.

Fear and panic spread like wildfire in Phantom Wolf. Ever since the disappearance of their boss, Quinton, Phantom Wolf had no choice but to disband; its remaining members were scattered everywhere. There was also a large number of unused stimulants that were divided among the members of Phantom Wolf.

The sports world loved these stimulants—not only was it undetectable during urine tests, but it also enhanced the body’s ability to its highest potential. Since their useless boss had run away, Phantom Wolf members sold off several million boxes of the stimulants at a discounted price for their retirement fund. No one knew what their next fate would be, so this group of heartless assassins finally got what they deserved.

When Quinton ran away to Cethos, he also secretly brought along a batch of medicine and hid it in his secret hideout. He wanted to show them to Linus to see if the medicine could relieve his symptoms. However, the sales of the stimulant were doing so well that all the sportsmen from different countries were demanding for it; there were even some buyers in Cethos. Quinton also wanted to buy a mink coat for himself—since he didn’t have much money on him and Michael wouldn’t buy it for him, he…

Michael never expected Quinton to commit crimes right under his nose. By the time he arrived at Quinton’s secret hideout, the stimulants had been completely sold out. Since he couldn’t find any traces of the fake drugs, he couldn’t figure out if Quinton had any other accomplices too. There must be another accomplice. Otherwise, he couldn’t have sold the medicine to Sandra!

However, Quinton wouldn’t confess the whereabouts of his accomplice, nor would he explain where the rest of the stolen money had gone to.

A box of stimulants cost several hundred thousand at the very least; since he had sold seven or eight boxes, he should have a few million by now. Did he spend all that on a mink coat? He doesn’t even have a bank card; where else can all that money go?

Celine huffed and said, “Don’t hit Quinton! Quinton said that he was cold and he wanted to wear a mink coat! You didn’t even buy him one!”

Michael was so angry that his face had turned red. Is it my fault for not buying him a mink coat?

Since he couldn’t hit Quinton anymore, Michael fell into deep thought as he tried to calm himself down. Suddenly, he lifted his head and saw Sophia giving him a pointed look as she stood on top of the stairs. Her big round eyes looked at him warily with a tinge of guilt.

Realization dawned upon Michael—there was a crooked middleman! He used several million from the stolen money in exchange for a mink coat—the rest was swallowed by the middleman!

used to bring Judge to her kindergarten and ‘sold its body’ for five bucks. In just a single day, she had earned more than a hundred and only shared a small amount with Judge, giving him a piece of ham sausage as payment.

quietly disappeared and left the depressed Michael alone in the living

to Cethos and joined Michael. Although Quinton had the goods in his hands, he had no way of selling them. Coincidentally, Sophia had learned of Sandra’s movements through her own connections and decided to team up with Quinton to sell the drugs. After deducting

enough for a mink coat. Quinton hadn’t seen the actual amount of money as Sophia just sent him a mink coat that she had allegedly bought with the money. That was payback for him being a jerk back then! He was heading to Africa anyway,

the past, Quinton only took the stimulants once a month to slowly transform

was furious with Sophia, he still had to clean after her mess. Much to his surprise, he didn’t have to do so—her tracks were clean as she didn’t use any local channels to sell the drug. Instead, she issued it from Bayside City and sent it around Europe and Africa before arriving in Bayside City once again. After going through so many different hands, she finally exported it back to the country. Quinton, too, was incredibly tight-lipped even after a large amount

were deteriorating; his superhuman strength and agility that came from the stimulants were slowing down. Soon, he would be worse than an ordinary person. Who knew what was going to happen

the medicine. In the end, Michael decided to forgive him for the time being—he even bought him a new coat and phone so that

day. He had recently taken a liking to Harry and watched all of his movies, including

these movies, so

What a trashy film! I wouldn’t even rate

film. Give

that they

is too ugly. I refuse to

picked up the fly swatter again and gave Quinton a good beating. There were slapping sounds accompanied by Michael’s roar. “How dare you rate all

to protect Quinton. “Don’t hit Quinton! Don’t hit him! He is

was so angry he almost had a stroke. Ever since Quinton came to the house, several fly swatters had been smashed. How could such an unbelievable existence like him exist?! Maybe the stimulants have messed with

saw him leave, she smiled and comforted Quinton. “Don’t