The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame (Donald and Jennifer) novel Chapter 34

Hannah glimpsed a glimmer of sorrow flashing across Jennifer's eyes. The latter was also red-rimmed as though having wept earlier.

Conversely, Donald's face was devoid of expression.

“Let's go.” Hannah took Donald's right arm.

When Jennifer saw that, her expression stiffened, and she shivered slightly. In the next moment, however, she reverted to normal.

“Don't go, Hanny. I've just arrived, yet you're leaving. T-That's...” The man was so frantic that he stammered.

“Is there any relationship between us, Quintus?” Hannah snapped.

The moment Quintus Wilson saw that she was holding Donald's arm, his eyes blazed with fury. “So, he's your man?” “Yes, he's my man!” Hannah lifted her head.

Jennifer's expression darkened at the sight of Hannah holding onto Donald's arm. She bit her lip but said nothing in the end.

We've just gotten divorced, but you're already so eager to date her?

At that thought, her eyes turned red, and grief swamped her.

Quintus' eyes narrowed as he stared at Donald's arm, where Hannah was hugging. “Where did this scum come from?”

“Repeat that if you dare.” Donald remained expressionless.

At once, a shiver ran down Hannah's spine as she sensed the man's wrath.

Oh, shoot! Who else can stop Lord Campbell when he goes off the deep end other than a few people from Chiliad Avion?

“Ah, what an arrogant man!” Quintus didn't panic in the least. Instead, he stared intently at Donald before flashing Jennifer a smile. “Jennifer, watch how I'm going to crush him.”

Jennifer's heart went cold when she heard

that.

The members of the Wilson family in Tayhaven had just sought her out and chatted with her in detail. As such, she vaguely understood their terrifying might. They were a behemoth rooted in Tayhaven. If Donald gets into a conflict with him, Donald will undoubtedly end up on the losing end!

“He... is my ex-husband,” Jennifer admitted softly.

As soon as she said that, a strange smile promptly manifested on Quintus' face. “You're dead, punk. Nigel will definitely kill you!”

Donald inexorably glanced at Jennifer.

Great alarm filled him, and he gave a roar as he suddenly bent his elbow and aimed it at Donald's temple.

It was pure kickboxing, and it was even Eight Limbs Kickboxing at that. Few people knew it, and it couldn’t possibly have leaked to the Wilson family.

Quintus was exceedingly ruthless in his strikes. If an ordinary person were struck, that person might very well lose his life in the worst scenario. Its devastation was immeasurable, for every single joint in the body became a lethal weapon.

As Donald fixated his eyes on the man's elbow, the rage within him imploded. He punched him squarely in the chest. No one could ever hope to describe the force of that blow.

Crack!

The sound of something shattering rang out. On the heels of that, Quintus flew backward from the punch.

Snorting, Donald eyed the man sprawled on the ground with blood trickling out the corner of his mouth.

Fragments of shattered metal fell from his chest.

A breastplate! That aside, it was manufactured via nanotechnology. It's as thin as a cicada's wings and can stop bullets. Such technology is still rare in the country, so it's really a mystery that he has it!

A thoughtful light entered Donald's eyes.