All Chapters of The Wolf’s Bride: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

The Royal Dragon was an extremely lavishing and grand six-star hotel. Inside the VIP room, Wayman had prepared a feast to celebrate the death of Luna and the sabotage of the Valiant Institute project. He was waiting for his man, nicknamed Yellow Hat, to come back with the great news. To his surprise, it was way past the promised time, but Yellow Hat had still not come back with any news. Knock, knock. Wayman’s fingers tapped on the table anxiously. He pulled his phone out for the fifth time and called Yellow Hat. Toot…The call went through but no one answered. A bad feeling rose from Wayman’s heart. Had the plan gone south? It should not have! Yellow Hat was powerful enough to deal with Andrius. “You don’t need to wait for him. He’s on his way to his next life already.” It was then that a frosty voice echoed across the spacious VIP room. Shocked, Wayman looked toward the source of the voice. Andrius came in through the main entrance with a somber look. His k

On the same day, Simon retrieved Wayman’s body and set up a funeral at the most prominent spot of the Hanshus’ estate. Many influential figures arrived at the Hanshus’ to pay their respects. “Old Master Hanshu, my condolences.” “My condolences, Old Master Hanshu.” Simon entered the funeral hall with a company of elite figures, but there were no emotions on his face. Although he looked at the elite figures and listened to their seemingly kind words, he did not respond to any of them. They were just trying to seize the opportunity to get closer to the Hanshus, seeing if there was a chance that they could gain more profit. “Old Master Hanshu…” Then, a truly influential figure arrived. It was the richest man in Sumeria, Old Master Henderson, also known as Anthony Henderson. He arrived at the funeral with his granddaughter, Suletta. “Anthony Henderson!” Simon finally showed anger on his face. He got up on his feet and strode over to Anthony. With a frosty look, he said

Andrius was not concerned about the young ones. He went over to Luna and asked, “What is going on?” With a straight face, she asked, “Andrius, tell me did you beat up the head of the Hanshus, Wayman Hanshus, last night and caused him to jump off the building?” “Isn’t it obvious?” Before Andrius could say a word, George interrupted with a scoff, “Hmph. Wayman Hanshu is the head of one of the big three. Why would he jump off the building without a reason? What drove him so mad that he had to kill himself?” Upset, he glared at Andrius with detest and resentment. “Andrius Moonshade, you are a menace to the Crestfalls!” Dick then added, “Andrius, the ghost of the deceased veterans seeking revenge is a bluff. You can fool the public but not us! “If you hadn’t beaten him up, why would he have jumped off the building?” He sounded so aggressive as if he had been there, witnessing the murder. Andrius was rendered speechless. The Crestfalls had a sharp instinct, but they missed

Clank! Whamm! The Grim Reaper Mercenaries had killed many in the past, but when they saw the army of soldiers, they were shaken. Their weapons fell from their hands as they trembled. Simon’s jaw dropped as well, his heart pounding quicker than ever. Who exactly was Andrius Moonshade?! How could he summon that many soldiers together with tanks and helicopters? Simon had messed with someone that he could not afford. It was over! The Hanshus had run into a wall this time, and there was nowhere else to run. Simon was already in his 70s, and the massive scene scared him so much that he peed his pants so much that it drenched him. It showed how afraid he was. As the tanks came closer, the soldiers came down and got into formation behind Andrius with Noir leading the group. While the helicopters hovered in the sky with their hatches opened, two ropes fell and a group of soldiers slid down. Pitch-black barrels of guns were pointed at all the mercenaries. When the soldie

Anthony Henderson was a name that everyone in Sumeria was familiar with. Every move he made was amplified and placed under the spotlight. Therefore, his being at the hospital was news to the media. The news spread like wildfire. The richest man in Sumeria was going after Andrius and the Crestfalls! It was late, but the moon was shrouded behind dark clouds. Luna finally fell asleep after some turning and tossing, but she was soon woken up by her phone. It was her third uncle, Dick. “Luna, what the f*ck is wrong with that Andrius? Does he want us dead that much?” Dick was furious as he continued, “Can you get a hold of him? If he wants to die, just let him go. Don’t drag us down! If you can’t control him, tell him to go back to his cave in the mountains!” Luna was baffled, but she had a feeling something had gone wrong again. She asked timidly, “What happened?” “What happened?!” Dick scoffed. “The whole of Sumeria knows but not you?!” Before Luna could say a word, he