Chapter 189 Where Is He From
In recent years, Tyson had retired and become a chef due to changes in circumstances.
As for Lucas, he had completely shifted his attention to legal business related to renewable energy.
Regardless of how hard he tried to clear his name, he was still an infamous figure in Pollerton. Back then, he was the one who put in the most effort in chasing away the Parasite.
Although he was cuckolded by Yusof, an expert in Jeradus Karate, his power was undeniably strong.
When Hector saw Lucas, he immediately felt something was off.
What surprised him was that Lucas was kneeling in front of Donald to show all of his respect.
What is happening? Who am I? Where am I?
The scene he had just witnessed made him question his existence.
Meanwhile, Mark’s face was as pale as a sheet.
He wouldn’t be terrified if it was just Tyson or Lucas, but he couldn’t take both of them at the same time.
The two of them could easily destroy Paragon Building and Nocturne Karaoke Bar.
“Is this enough?” asked Lucas lightly as he stood up and faced Mark.
Before Mark could speak, Hector took out his phone secretly and sent a text to Jason to ask for help.
At such a critical moment, only his father could save him.
It was because Jason was closing a deal with Kingsley from Horizon Group.
If Jason ever managed to ride on Kingsley’s coattails, not even Charles himself would dare to offend him, let alone Zayne. As a result, Hector’s confidence was boosted.
Glancing around, Mark became aware that they were completely surrounded.
Ysabel was still staring at Donald in admiration while holding onto his sleeve.
Ever since she was seventeen years old and he was twenty-four, she had fallen in love with him.
Since then, she would always trail behind him and become a third wheel.
One could say that Donald had not slept with Jennifer partly because of Ysabel’s interruption.
“It’s a law-governed society now, so you won’t dare to hurt me, would you?” Mark asked, beads of sweat flowing down his forehead.
As soon as the words fell, everyone looked at Mark as if he was a fool.
Won’t dare to hurt you? The one who’s standing in front of you is Lord Campbell! Don’t you know how he resolves matters? No matter who you are, what mistakes you made, or what energy you have, he will come for you regardless!
“You won’t dare to do so. Am I right?” Mark emphasized again.
Suddenly, the roar of the engine and the sound of crutches hitting on the ground sounded. Charles, who had a suit and neatly combed hair, walked in.
“We won’t dare to do so?” Charles sneered.
Behind him was a group of bodyguards wearing shaded sunglasses.
They were people who swore their allegiance to him. Not only were they skilled in fighting, but they were also extremely loyal.
When Charles made his appearance, Mark began to shiver uncontrollably. No! I hope he’s not here to back Donald up!
However, what he saw next filled his gaze with fear, and a sense of terror surged through his body like waves.
That was because Charles walked up to Donald and kneeled immediately. “Greetings, Mr. Campbell.”
“Please rise,” replied Donald.
Meanwhile, Hector quickly jumped to his feet, feeling as if his world had crumbled.
He’s Charles Langford from Pollerton, and he’s kneeling to Donald? What is the identity of Donald?
Mark’s tall and burly body trembled like a baker’s sieve as he shuddered in fear.
Except for Jim, who was deceased, four of the greatest fighters of Pollerton treated Donald with respect.
Which family is Donald from? Is he from a prominent family?
“Donald… No. I mean, Mr. Campbell… There’s no feud between us. Am I right?” Mark felt his mouth turn dry all of a sudden.
