Madam Winters’s Fight For Her Children novel Chapter 692

Chapter 692

York still wanted to explain, but the guards just covered his mouth and dragged him out.

His lackeys were so scared that their faces turned pale. They went weak in the knees and immediately knelt on the ground as they begged for mercy.

Terry North stared at them and menacingly said, “Get out of here.”

The people there, including the most ordinary old men, had blood on their hands. It was not an easy task to transform them.

However, handling York alone would at least bring peace to the street for at least half a month.

Terry North picked up the chair that had fallen to the ground before he sat down steadily and said, “Bring the menu.”

When the restaurant was in chaos earlier, the owner and waiters had hidden in the kitchen. They only came out and continued to run their business now. The owner fearfully handed Terry North the menu, not daring to even look him in his black and profound eyes.

The owner had been running the restaurant for more than a decade. Over the years, Auguste had been in charge. He killed people as if they were flies, and his methods were ruthless. The owner used to see Auguste dealing with prisoners of war, and he still could not forget the scene. It was the biggest nightmare of his life.

Auguste, whom he was most afraid of, had been killed by Terry North.

That meant Terry North was more terrifying than Auguste. Although Terry North‘s recent policy had brought momentary peace to his restaurant, who could be sure that Terry North was not planning any schemes?

Adina was a few steps away, and she stared blankly at Terry North

For some reason, she started walking toward him.

“Addy!”

Flint instantly stopped her.

“That is a bloodthirsty demon. He‘s even more terrifying than Auguste. Don‘t go over.”

Flint‘s warning snapped Adina out of her daze.

No matter how strong the sense of familiarity was, she did not know this person.

Flint wanted to speak again, but Adina pulled him by the sleeve.

He pursed his lips and fell silent.

“In any case, thank you, Mr. Terry North. This meal is on us. We‘ll get out of your hair now. See you again.”

After Adina spoke and paid for the meal at the counter, she walked out of the restaurant with Flint.

The man sitting at the dining table slowly turned around. He looked through the restaurant‘s glass pane with his black, profound eyes and stared at the two people who were walking side by side outside.

His grip on the wine glass tightened, but he looked away apathetically.

He was an Astroysian, and those two were also from the continent of Astroy. Was it because of their similar skin color and eyes that he developed a strong sense of familiarity?

But there were also a lot of other Astroysians in the area. Why did he not find them familiar?