The Wolf’s Bride by Coffee’s Tea

Chapter 379

“Come on! Come on!” Malfoy leaned over with his ears lifted up and said contemptuously, “I want to know who are you old fags.”

His friends reacted in the same frivolous manner. They did not take the adults seriously since they had been the bullies of the city for a long time. Other than a handful of powerful people who they could not afford to mess with, they feared no one and had never been taught a lesson.

It was their background that nurtured them into the arrogant and reckless young men they were today.

Sven fumed when he heard Malfoy call him an old fag. He said coldly, “I am Sven Ronstine!”

Sven Ronstine was the governor of the East River State. He possessed power and authority that only a few in the country could rival. It was not an exaggeration to say that he could control and manipulate many things to his liking.

Under normal circumstances, someone as powerful as him was no stranger to headlines and news, and his name should be known by all the citizens of the East River State.

However, Malfoy and his friends never bothered to read the news or watch TV. They only cared about famous celebrities, beautiful models, and influencers, plus all kinds of branded items. They would never spare their attention to learning names of the government officials.

Malfoy did not recognize Sven, but it did ring a bell in his head. He dug his ear and continued to provoke the man, “Sven? Seven? It does ring a bell. Have you guys heard of this man?”

“Nope.”

“Who is Sven Ronstine? Is there a family named the Ronstines in the East River State?”

“I never heard of him before. He shouldn’t be someone important.”

“I never heard of his name in the underworld as well.”

men continued to

gloomy face and teased, “Old fag,

Old fag?!

Sven was mad!

horrendous scene anymore. He shouted, “Don’t you dare challenge their reputation with your ignorance! Sven

of the East

a sudden epiphany hit him. No wonder the name rang a bell in his head. He was the governor that his family always talked about, the most powerful person in the political

just called the governor an old

turned weak and

were similarly

governor of the East River

minister from the ground office administration of the East

the Strategic and Development Department

what Malfoy and his friends did earlier. They were veterans in the political field. There was no arrogance or delight when they revealed their identities, and they spoke

their tones and reactions. It was

the names and positions and became aware of the anger contained in their voices. Stunned, they were at a loss for action. Their legs turned weak. They held against the table and wall to prevent

Fwoosh!

of

with sharp facial features. He strutted strongly and firmly as he entered. One

Dax Wimbleton,

my meeting?” Dax glanced at Malfoy coldly and continued, “Listen closely. I am Dax Wimbleton, the Southern

his followers and aides introduced themselves

the Eastern Azure Dragon of the Four Great War Gods from the