Trillionaire Son-in-law Hidden Secret

Chapter 7

The presence of a middle-aged man with a bald head in the middle of the attackers served as a clear indication that he was the leader. A man with a masculine body and sharp eyes, he stands at a height of nearly 6 feet 2 inches. Despite the fact that he appears to be of middle age and is bald, his body language conveys the message that he is a powerful individual.

A wicked smile was playing on his lips, and he came forward towards Gwen. His confident demeanor is being communicated through his slow and steady steps. He approached Gwen and looked at both Nathan and Gwen.

“Hello, Miss Gwen, I am thrilled to finally meet you. Since you are here by yourself, why do you not accompany me to meet with my boss to discuss the matter? There is a look of triumph in the eyes of the gangster as he asks her question with one eyebrow raised upward.

Gwen looked at him with disdain in her eyes. There was no fear in her eyes or in her face. She seemed unfazed, as if she had just arrived to pay a visit to a few of her close friends. In comparison to the gangster who was standing in front of her, Gwen is aware that the man who was standing next to her while dressed as a driver was more powerful and stronger.

“Oh, why don’t you go and find your boss rather than asking me to accompany you?” Gwen snapped back.

“Oh, why should I go in search of him when I know where he is? I think you didn't hear what I said properly. I am asking you to come and meet my boss,” the gangster replied.

“Oh, sorry to say. I don’t have any hearing problems. I think you wouldn't understand what I meant. Let me clarify: if your boss wants to meet me, ask your boss to come and meet me in person. "Also, remind him not to send a shady, bald individual like yourself the next time around," Gwen replied with disdain.

Her words were a direct insult to him, which infuriated him. He started huffing with anger.

“So, you would judge people by their looks, right? Ok, why should I say no to your invitation? Let me show you what I am capable of,” the gangster said, raising his hand to slap Gwen directly in the face. Nathan, however, stopped his hand in midair before he even got close to Gwen's face. He looked at the owner of the hand and was astonished to see that the hand was none other than the driver’s.

The gangster mistook Nathan for the driver they were threatening so he calmly took back his hand and blew on the place where Nathan held it. He fetched out his mobile phone and then, with an evil smirk, typed something into it and then pressed the send button. The message was sent to the dead driver’s mobile phone.

After sending, he turned to look at Nathan and said,

“Oh, I forgot to tell you. I have sent you the current address so rush now. If you are able to get there in time, you will at least be able to see your wife and daughter's bodies before their dogs eat them.

Nathan didn’t say anything and stood there silently. After observing, he didn’t move a bit from there, and the gangster again said,

“Yeah, I forgot to say. You have to see your wife and daughter for the last time to remember. How did I forget about it? Anyway, you have an offer; if you reach there late, you can ask our men to send you the clip of their sexual assault videos and I am sure they would have covered every angle showing how they fucked both of them. Look at them so, in the future, you will be able to recall.”

“Ding,” the gangster heard a notification sound but he also realized that he hadn’t heard it from Nathan’s mobile but the sound came from the depths of the alleys. He immediately understood that something was amiss, as even after he said those words, Nathan didn’t move a bit from there or show any signs of sadness or breakdown in his face.

The minute he sensed it, he immediately pulled out his gun and placed it on Nathan's forehead. The gangster already knew that Natha wasn’t the driver so he questioned,

“If I pull a trigger, you will be wiped off this earth. If you want to save yourself, tell me who you are.

Nathan looked straight into his eyes and answered, “Oh! The gangster wants to know who I am, right? I am the one who killed you.”

After saying this, Nathan grabbed the barrel of the gun that was pointed at him. The gangster noticed that the barrel of the gun had been turned into a ball of metal scrap.

“What are you looking at? Shoot him!" The gangster roared at his subordinates. In the next millisecond, Nathan disappeared from the sight of the gangster.

“Ahh.”

“No.”

“Ouchh,” the gangster kept hearing the sounds and when he turned around to see what was happening, he was shocked to see that Nathan was knocking down his men. He turned to look at Gwen, who was looking at Nathan with an amusement look in her eyes.

The gangster felt it was a great chance to kidnap her, as Nathan was busy fighting with his men. He approached her, but just as he was about to kidnap her, Gwen caught him. She was fast enough to recognize his move. She fetched her gun out, pointed the gun at his point black and whispered,

“Oh, you want to kidnap me? Your request is quite sweet, but I am not that lenient of a person to grant it. If you try to move, but also, then I won’t be thinking for the second time before pressing this trigger, and I guess you would already have inquired about me, which states that I am right.” Even though her voice was soft, there was a coldness and he understood that she wasn’t joking or messing around.

Nathan, who was fighting, looked at them with his icy-cold look. The men who were fighting with him until then and gave a tough fight started backing down slowly. Whenever they were trying to hit him, they felt that their hands were not moving according to their wishes, and at the same time, they were hitting themselves. Nathan made them all lose their fighting ability after making all of their bodies weak in a way that they were not even able to stand.

He closed his eyes for a second and felt the familiar aura that was spreading over there. The aura became erratic, making him think deeply.

The aura transported him back to the days when he was practicing with Hermit. During that time, a conversation began between the two of them, and then the hermit explained that individuals who began at the cultivation level are required to progress through the entry level, master level, mage level, and finally the supreme mage level.

In the realm of magic, the final ascent to the title of Supreme Mage was a path laden with not just power but also profound responsibility. As Nathan reached the mage level, he discovered that the title of Supreme Mage was not merely about raw strength; it was a calling to guide and protect the delicate balance between magical forces. Nathan quit his never-ending search for power because he felt the weight of this responsibility. He knew that true mastery was not in dominance but in understanding and protecting the complex web of magical energies.

The aura that he was getting from the opponent didn’t even match the first level he had practiced. He had observed that the erratic breath moved a bit and settled on the gwen’s body.

Nathan looked at Gwen, who was standing, pointing her gun at the gangster. Her fingers are losing grip on the gun. Her legs are curling back. However, Gwen was trying to take control over her body but failing and in the next minute, the gun, which she was pointing at the gangster until that second, started swirling in her hand. Not understanding what was happening with her, Gwen was trying hard to take control over her body but she was failing again and again. The gun fianllt stopped swirling and was pointed at herself.

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