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My Dreamy Old Husband novel Chapter 594

About My Dreamy Old Husband - Chapter 594

My Dreamy Old Husband is the best current series by the author Internet. The Chapter 594 content below will immerse us in a world of love and hatred, where characters use every trick to achieve their goals without concern for the other half—only to regret it later. Please read chapter Chapter 594 and stay updated with the next chapters of this series at nisfree.com.

Quinton took a look at Mark and tilted his head. A mocking smile came onto his face as he said, “Old man—no, I should be calling you Grandfather instead.”

“Pfft, who’s your grandfather?” Mark glared at him.

“Whether you admit it or not, you are my grandfather. My biological father is your son, Theo,” Quinton said patiently.

With his eyes focused on Quinton, the old man went rigid. He wasn’t able to return to his senses for a long time.

Quinton continued with a sneer. “How do you think your son managed to take down that major drug trafficking family within a few months back then? In case you didn’t know, they had been reigning in Southeast Asia’s Golden Triangle for close to a hundred years. He married into that family, intending to take down the entire clan from the inside!”

“You…”

It was Mark’s first time hearing about this. His eyes were widened with rage, but unfortunately, he couldn’t move.

Quinton continued to say, “However, your son made a terrible mistake back then. He shouldn’t have let that poor woman whom he lied to walk free, even if he felt a sense of duty! He thought the poor lady was different from her father, thinking that she would turn over a new leaf and lead the life of a regular civilian. He never knew that the woman would birth his child and turn that same child into a killing machine while she happily watched his descendants kill each other…”

“You…”

Mark was shaking in fury right now, his wizened face having turned ruddy. He recalled the Fletchers who had died at the Phantom Wolf’s hands; Celine, Justin, and even the murderous Phantom Wolf himself were all his own descendants!

 

“Ugh!”

Mark coughed up a glob of blood. In an instant, he seemed to have aged several years.

Mark and Sophia had bombs bound to them. With the detonators strapped to their ankles, the explosives would go off as soon as they touched the ground. Not a single blade of grass grew here; the Phantom Wolf’s men held onto Sophia’s ankle, making sure that the detonator was a few meters above the ground. It was as though she could fall any moment and cause the whole place to go up in smoke.

Sophia noticed that the bombs had the Michel Group’s logo on them.

The Michels don’t just make electronics, they make military weapons too…

People streamed out of the cars surrounding the airfield. Joel stepped out of his vehicle, the expression on his face sharp and harsh. When he saw Mark all tied up, he gritted his teeth. The cannons were already primed and ready. Whether the plane would be able to take flight all depended on Mark, but Mark had ended up being taken hostage.

Michael got out of his black Porsche Cayenne. The black jacket on him made it look as though he had the actual night sky draped over his shoulders. From a distance, he could see Sophia and Mark with the bombs strapped to them. Fury took over him, nearly destroying all his sense of reason.

Still, he took a few deep breaths and forced himself to calm down.

The foreign guards protecting Linus walked over, and the Mitchells were here as well.

The airfield was well and completely surrounded.

With this kind of manpower, it would be difficult for the Phantom Wolf members to escape.

However, Quinton was as unfazed as ever, for he had sufficient trump cards at his disposal!

The Phantom Wolf took off his mask and called out loudly to the crowd. “I know you’re here, Linus. You’re the one who jammed the plane’s systems.”

Linus didn’t dare to make a false move. He could make the Phantom Wolf drop dead with the press of a button, but he didn’t dare to gamble on Sophia’s life. He moved toward Michael.

Michael was already standing next to Joel, ready to fight side by side. It felt as though they had returned to those times when they were in the Special Operations Squadron. Even though they had always been competitive and tried to outrank one another, they miraculously fell into step with each other when they had to fight against a mutual enemy.

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