Son-In-Law Madness

Chapter 503

The female warrior had not returned.

Poison Spider was not only Braxton’s protector, but she was also his partner in bed.I’ve only told her to get rid of my cousin. Why isn’t she back yet?

Ding! Ding!

His phone vibrated. His sister had sent him a picture of a bloody human head. It belonged to Poison Spider.

Braxton was stunned, as if he was stuck with lightning. His eyes reddened, and tears streamed down his cheeks.

He did not have feelings for Poison Spider, but she was the reason he could keep a foothold in the Irving family and look down on the other heirs.

“Braxton, Nathan was the one who sent her head over. He says she’s offended a terribly important person. She died with just three moves from the person.” His sister, Sierra Irving, had sent him a voice note, which left Braxton stunned. After all, he was the one who sent Poison Spider to kill Donald.

Logically, Poison Spider would not have encountered anyone important. Did Donald get someone to kill her? Impossible. That’s impossible. I’ve looked into every piece of information related to Donald’s background. There’s nothing that stands out.

“Dad is telling you to lie low during these couple of days. A storm has been brewing in Pollerton recently, and there’s no telling how many big shots will go to the city. Poison Spider might’ve accidentally bumped into one and gotten herself killed. Anyway, I’m going over tomorrow,” said Sierra.

clenched his fists. “Okay. Got

can still protect

With that, Braxton lay back

of emotions stirred within his heart, making

Pollerton and had already lost a Novem Stella Warrior. He had a feeling that the next couple of

at Pollerton International Airport, and a group of people

short and chubby young man. He gave off a

was Oscar, the eldest heir

to take Wynter away forcefully but caused Donald to tear down the Freedman

the Ten

Oscar was another middle-aged

Ernest, the father of James, the Miracle Doctor of Pollerton. He was the top doctor of Freedman

at the brightly lit Pollerton

had been taken away and was still

Ernest hated “Lord Campbell”

you must help me kill Donald. It’ll be better if you can kill that b*tch, Jennifer, as well,”

merely hummed in response