The Lucky Wife novel Chapter 1508

Jenson loved his daddy to death, so it was natural for him to defend his father. “If Daddy is muddle-headed and incompetent, I’m afraid your Yorks Stronghold would’ve burned to the ground by the military intelligence division by now.”

Chloe Yorks was in a pique after hearing these words. “Doomsday has the sky barrier, Zechariah as the patron saint, and the invincible Tiger and Wolf Armies. If the military intelligence division even dares to provoke Doomsday, that’s just them attempting the impossible and digging their own graves.”

Chloe had scarred Jenson when he was younger, causing him to develop severe social anxiety. Hence, in Jenson’s subconscious mind, he did not have much affection for this grandmother anyway.

Jenson decided to splash Chloe with the cold truth in a ruthless manner. “Mount Pearl’s sky barrier has long been breached by the military intelligence division’s 13 challengers. Oh, and your old Master Zechariah who’s supposedly Yorks Stronghold’s patron saint, I never even got to see him in action before he muddle-headedly got poisoned by Phiz Poison and kicked the bucket. As for those Wolf and Tiger Armies, no one in Doomsday can lead them, so they’re merely heroes who have no opportunity to display their talents. They’re nothing more than empty shells.”

Chloe felt a stab in her heart upon hearing these. She indignantly asked, “What do you mean? Master Zechariah is dead?”

Jenson replied, “Yeap.”

Chloe abruptly became silent as if she was in a cloud of thoughts.

Jenson was like a ruthless character hiding behind a delicate appearance when he asked, “I just can’t seem to understand it. Since Mount Pearl isn’t as easy a barricade to overcome as you’ve said, how did the military intelligence division’s agents enter the mountain? Perhaps they’ve received instructions from experts?”

Jenson deliberately paused at this point, and his sharp gaze was locked on Chloe. Seeing her body shriveling up, Jenson almost entirely confirmed the speculation in his heart.

“Could it be? Did you reveal the Nine Paintings to the military intelligence division?”

Chloe exclaimed guiltily, “I did not. I merely revealed the six most unimportant paintings…”

Jenson sneered and retorted, “Six? It’s enough for them to stir up trouble at Yorks Stronghold.”

Chloe began to sob, and her cry was filled with guilt.