My Dreamy Old Husband novel Chapter 597

Hale and Abel had already rushed over to lift Sophia and Michael onto some stretchers. While they managed to live through their ordeal, they had sustained multiple fractures of differing severity.

Woody saw Sophia on the stretcher and reached out to grab her hand. “How are you, Coop?” he asked in concern.

It was only then did Sophia notice her throbbing aches and pain. She didn’t know which bones were fractured, so she merely chuckled in pain and answered, “I’m okay, Dad. I simply had a fall.”

Joel glanced at Michael as the latter was being carried away. The two of them met each other’s gazes, but they didn’t speak; they didn’t have anything to talk about either.

Now that the bomb on Mark’s body had been taken down, Stanley helped the old man to stand up. When he saw Sophia and Michael being carried over, Mark was shocked yet ecstatic; he thought that he was about to bury a child.

“Grandpa…”

Sophia couldn’t help but choke when she saw Old Master Fletcher. Mark gazed at her before shifting his eyes over to Michael. “As long as you’re alive,” he said.

He couldn’t help but tear up when he looked at Michael. He thought about Michael’s father Theo, the son who’d lost his life at a young age. Who would have thought that the Phantom Wolf was actually Theo’s son…

Linus took a few steps back. As he watched everyone bonding with each other, he became hyper-aware of his status as an outsider. Since all of this started because of him, he felt that he should take his leave now that everything was settled.

“Mr. Michel,” said Joel as he called out to Linus in a chilly voice. Linus stopped in his tracks and looked at him.

Joel looked at the plane that was about to vanish into the horizon. “Once the plane is away from high-density areas, detonate the bomb in his body.”

He was being truthful. When Joel heard this, he merely chuckled. Linus wondered whether he believed him or not.

“In that case, it seems like we won’t be able to salvage your plane.”

Having said that, Joel turned sharply and walked away. His subordinates began to clean up the place.

The darkness of night had come to an end, and light began to break out from the edge of the sky. Joel’s men cleaned up the airfield, carting away the Phantom Wolf members’ corpses as well as a broken dildo.

Although it was awkward and rather inappropriate, that thing still had the Phantom Wolf’s blood splattered all over from when it hit his skull, so it was classified as important evidence and stowed away carefully.

Joel gave his orders through a walkie talkie.

“The missiles are ready to fire; the target has been locked on. Do we fire the missiles?”

Joel looked at the vanishing plane and answered, “Fire.”

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the sky. A stream of light that resembled a comet streak appeared in the sky, heading toward the plane that was disappearing into the horizon. A moment later, the missile hit its target, and a blinding light lit up the entire nation; the plane had exploded.

With a loud bang, the notorious head of the infamous international terrorist organization, Phantom Wolf, died after his body was blown apart.

Everyone had a strange expression as they watched that blinding light.

Sophia laid on her stretcher as she looked at the light in the sky. Perhaps it was because of how blindingly bright it was, but tears rolled down her face when she shut her eyes, slowly disappearing into her hair. She and Michael were then carried into a vehicle and sent to a military hospital along with Mark, who had angrily spat out a mouthful of blood earlier.