The Legendary Man

Chapter 446

The Legendary Man Chapter 446

There was no help at hand; whatever assistance there might be was too far away.

The blonde guy, Maurice, laughed scornfully with a look of contempt flashing through his eyes. He got hold of Angela by the shoulders and started massaging her impudently.

“Fine, let Mr. Sanderson come. Then he can see for himself how I have my way with you.”

Thunderous laughter rose up from all around them, with everyone looking on in derisive merriment.

Angela felt both angry and worried, but her face remained defiant.

Emmeline, who had remained silent all the while, suddenly seemed to have decided on a course of action.

Raising her head, she gave Maurice an ambiguous look and said, “You’d better go now. Otherwise, you may not live to see another day.”

“What did you say?”

Maurice gazed at her in incredulity and dismissed her words as the most hilarious joke that he had ever heard.

“Are you right in the brain?”

Maurice snorted disdainfully and drew Angela into his arms while the others attempted to do likewise with Emmeline.

“Let me go!”

Emmeline panicked and suddenly yelled at the top of her voice, “Jonathan, come and save me!”

Earlier on, she had stumbled upon Jonathan when she was taking some photographs but had intentionally kept her distance from him then. She had been avoiding him all the while and hence, had refused to come to Durbaine with him.

However, she could not be bothered with all that now.

Hearing Emmeline’s screams, Maurice smirked. “Shout all you want. The louder you shout, the more exhilarated I am. Let me tell you, b**ch, no one can stop me today; not even Superman.”

him by the throat. Like the chick in the clutch of a swooping eagle, Maurice was lifted with his feet dangling

to death.” Logan’s deep, sinister voice boomed

the grip around his neck, Maurice’s

are you waiting for? Fight

their senses and moved

they have any idea

who had been through blood baths and massacres. These few ruffians were nothing but tiny little ants in his eyes, all of whom he could kill

the ground, all unable to get up. Some suffered dislocations,

punks? Shall I finish

“D-Don’t kill me.”

of death,

in their element, bullying helpless, ordinary people. Faced with the real tough

them out. They’re an eyesore,” said Jonathan impatiently with a

front of Emmeline, he did not want to

gave a kick, and the ruffians turned tail and scampered

to

you okay?” Jonathan

Emmeline, her

when traveling on your own, or you’ll be at the mercy

but to the

and arrogant by nature, and the color rose to

and muttered, “Tsk, what’s a few punks? If Mr. Sanderson were here, they would have been on their

broke into a laugh. “Why don’t I get them back and wait

froze, then her demeanor became

changed the subject by saying, “I heard that there’s a famous juice bar ahead.

“Let’s go!”

this was, after all, Durbaine. Should anything unexpected happen to Emmeline, he would have to face

they

picture-perfect spot for internet influencers, and there were frequently long queues

people here. We may have to wait till the cows come home,” commented Emmeline

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255