Unlimited Son-In-Law

Unlimited Son-In-Law 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.

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

clenched his fists. “Okay. Got

go? She can still protect you if she’s around,”

know.” With that, Braxton lay

emotions stirred within his heart,

lost a Novem Stella Warrior. He had a feeling that the next couple of days were going

Freedman Group’s private plane had landed at Pollerton International Airport, and a

was a short and chubby young man. He gave off a noble and captivating air

the eldest heir in

to take Wynter away forcefully but caused Donald to

also the only person among the Ten Prestigious

was another

also someone Donald knew. He was Ernest, the father of James,

the brightly lit Pollerton with hatred in his

been taken away and was

“Lord

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