The roar of Don Alfonso could be heard loud and clear. It was as if he had come back to his prime when he was still a colonel! He was showing them that he hadn't lost his edge! Then, one by one, whether it was a woman or a man, an adult or a child, they began to bring out whatever weapon they could grab or consider a weapon. Their eyes were filled with determination as they closed their distance toward Sett and the others. Ms. Scarlett couldn't help but deepen her frown. Indeed, it was true that they would have a hard time escaping with all the thousands of people surrounding them, not to mention that they were armed. Don Alfonso shouted hysterically at Sett, as though he had gone insane. He pointed at Sett. "It's because of you!" Hatred was apparent in his eyes as he glared at the unconscious Sett, who was being carried by Ivan on the shoulder. "Uncle, we should silence them first, otherwise the authorities would realize there was a large tragedy that happened." Glenn chimed in
"Our first encounter at the supermarket. At first, I was doubtful of your appearance, but currently, I've confirmed it." Glenn grinned from ear to ear as he was dragged by the fierce-looking bodyguards in front of Ms. Scarlett, who was presently glaring a dagger at him. If stares could kill, he would have died a thousand times!"You... are a descendant of the Scarlett Family!" Glenn spoke sharply.Listening to this trash made Ms. Scarlett narrow her eyes. Truthfully, she already expected this much that someday, somehow, people would recognize her for who she really was. Especially scumbags like this person in front of her."How did you know?" Ms. Scarlett was quite curious about Glenn's real identity and how he found out about her. 'Although I'm using my real surname, it doesn't mean that gives him full confidence about my identity...'"Pfft, are you thinking about how I found out? It's pretty simple." Glenn paused as he glanced at Ms. Scarlett's blond hair before proceeding to speak.
"Sir Lee, how is my brother?" Nini anxiously asked while holding the hem of her uniform. Sir Lee didn't answer immediately as he wiped the sweat on his forehead while cleaning and putting the silver needles on the golden box.Finishing that, he frowned deeply while gazing intently at Sett as he mumbled softly. 'This is my first time witnessing such an incredible physique. Even now, his recovery is fast... This is surreal! I should take a sample...'Sir Lee was tempted to take Sett's blood when suddenly he remembered Ms. Scarlett when the two of them were having a discussion in his clinic. Just before she entrusted this young man's body to him, her words kept resounding in his ears."Don't do anything beyond your duty, otherwise I will hunt you down." Ms. Scarlett expressed herself, and when she was about to leave, she didn't forget to pin a knife on his table. "Doctor Lee, I hope you remember that and consider this a warning."Just then, Sir Lee, who was unknowingly petrified, heard
'This penniless blockhead is giving me more work to do. I hope he becomes a vegetable in his bed!' Butler Jackson snorted in his head as he clicked his tongue. 'Making me knock thrice.... He should be grateful that I'm giving him face!' Needless to say.. He wanted to curse the young miss husband that he wouldn't recover. However, it was not possible anymore as he had just been informed by the madam that Doctor Lee had healed his injuries. 'What a tenacious cockroach!' Butler Jackson was starting to get irritated, and just as he was about to knock for the fourth time, the door opened with a creaking sound, and Sett got out. Butler Jack was stupefied as he had to raise his head in order to look at Sett, whose height was six feet tall, while he, on the other hand, was five and a half feet tall. It was understandable that he would be intimidated as Sett was towering over him. At this time, Sett glanced at Butler Jackson as he said in a deep voice. "Be respectful when you knock." "Y-Ye
Inside the room, Sett was in deep thought, pondering the fact: why were his in-laws such a materialistic bunch? All they cared about was getting powerful, and they took their possessions as if they were their life!Sett wonders if his in-laws had a choice—would they pick family over benefits? No, that wasn't even a question in the first place, it was a fact that they would choose benefits over family. Actually, it wasn't solely his in-laws, but even his own Crossword family had the same thought pattern as his in-laws. That's just plain wicked. They were rotten to the core!Suddenly, Sett's train of thoughts was pulled out by his wife, Sheila's, charming voice."What's with the gloomy face?" Sheila stared at Sett directly in the eye.Yet, Sett couldn't maintain eye contact with his wife; his heart was too heavy to even realize that his wife understood him. Sheila raised her brows, seeing her lover was avoiding her gaze. She didn't even think twice as he held Sett's head in place. Tho
Butler Jackson could only nod his head like a broken clock after Sett had asked him for his opinion. Bulter Jackson could feel his fine hair standing on end. If he had a choice, he would have escaped there and then. He was really afraid. It was his first time sensing that he wasn't the one holding his own life. A second ago, he swore he had seen a grim reaper flash its scythe on his neck! Fortunately for him, Sett had finally turned away his terrifying eyes from him. Just then, matriarch Cassandra furrowed her brows as she blurted out. "Are trying to put the blame on my butler? Instead of blaming my butler, why don't you teach that maidservant of yours some manners in cooking proper food!" "Right, right madam, that woman should learn some manners!" Butler Jackson chimed in after seeing that Matriarch Cassandra was defending him. The Matriarch was taking his side? Butler Jackson mumbled to himself, then he puffed out his chest as he became bolder! In response, Sett merely glanced
"?"Sett's internal monologue was cut short. As he noticed, Matriarch Cassandra was glancing around the kitchen. She even insect its brand. As though she was expecting that it was fake..."How did you get this much money?"The matriarch, Cassandra, was examining the kitchen and almost every corner of the building. She even saw some appliances, and they were high-end.Nevertheless, Matriarch Cassandra, being the unreasonable old woman that she is, isn't that barely anything? Sure, they have these brand-new appliances, but that's all? It could be said that the matriarch, Cassandra, was petty.'I wouldn't even be surprised if that penniless retard was borrowing money from the loan sharks.' Cassandra was naturally scowling at him, and the repulsion in her gaze was growing. She hated him to the bone for manipulating her granddaughter.Sett could only shake his head. Why does society always have this opinion that a person should be judged by how heavy their pockets are? Shouldn't a person b
"You blockhead! Of course, I would borrow those things." The matriarch, Cassandra, was already thinking about how she would brag to her old friends. She badly wants to show off and see the look of envy on their faces! Their reaction would be priceless. She could see herself having a party on the yacht and traveling with a private jet! Just imagining it sends shivers down her old spine!"Hand it over!" The matriarch, Cassandra, kept nodding her head.Wasn't she too greedy? And how could she easily go back on her words? She doesn't have a word of honor! A few minutes ago, wasn't she disparaging of getting his appliances through underhanded means? And that she didn't want anything to do with it? Sett was starting to wonder why Sheila and Elena were compassionate and kind. Both of them were so different from the whole Laurel family..."If you want to use my private jet or yacht, you would have to get my wife's permission," Sett playfully told Matriarch Cassandra."That's all?" The matri