บททั้งหมดของ The Wolf’s Bride: บทที่ 321 - บทที่ 330

Angel’s eyes were overflowing with grievance and anger. “We drove here, but those foreigners were drunk, and they hit Frank’s car. “We tried to reason with them, but they were rude and arrogant, and they didn't want to talk. They have the numbers so they, they…” “I got it,” Andrius said. He then turned around to the foreigners with a frosty glare. He was mad. The soldiers had fought with their lives to protect the people and the country, but these foreigners bullied them on their own turf. He would be the one to deal with these ignorant fools. “You people…” Andrius squinted as he said coldly, “Why did you people drink and drive? Why did you people hit my colleagues? Why did you break the laws of Florence?” “Tsk…” The leader of the foreigners, a blonde man, said frivolously, “I’m not a Florencian, so your laws don’t work on me. Now that you are here, you should pay us for our damaged car.” The blonde man grinned and continued arrogantly, “Call me ‘Daddy’ three times and I wi

“Mm-hmm.” After he left the office, Andrius took the electric bike to Dr. Artemis’ clinic. However, when he arrived, he saw nothing but a mess in the clinic. The tables, chairs, and racks were wrecked. Dr. Artemis, Lyra, Fatty Frank, Angel, and the other members of Team Five were nowhere to be found. Andrius had a bad feeling about this. He then spotted a line of crooked words on the table that were written using blood. It still had not dried up completely. “Punk, if you want to save them, come to the abandoned factory in the western suburbs. Don’t be late!” Andrius’ expression turned grim. He had given Louis a little punishment last night, but the b*stard went after Fatty Frank and the others. Even Dr. Artemis and Lyra were caught in the conflict. He quickly hopped onto his electric bike and headed to the location. In an abandoned factory in the western suburbs, Fatty Frank, Angel, and the others from Team Five were all tied up on chairs; Dr. Artemis was also bound.

“Yes! Yes! We will get out right now!” “Thank you for sparing our lives!” “We will disappear immediately!” “Thank you, Master Moonshade!” The thugs crawled out hurriedly after escaping death. Only Louis and his foreign friends were left in the abandoned factory. “It’s your turn now,” Andrius said coldly as he walked over to Louis. “D-don’t come near me! Stay there!” Andrius’ frosty gaze sent chills down Louis’s spine and made his skull numb. It was as though he was being stared at by a vicious beast. Andrius ignored the man and continued walking over. He was not striding but was walking at a steady pace. Louis freaked out. His lips shivered as he stammered, “M-my father is the chairman of Simon-Tooke! He’s Dean Mitchell! You cannot hurt me!” The only thing he could rely on was his father’s reputation, hoping that it would deter Andrius. Unbeknownst to him, he might have still been okay if he left his father’s name out of this. When he mentioned his father’s name

Meanwhile at Dr. Artemis’ clinic, Andrius was bandaging Fatty Frank and the others. There was no way the members of Team Five would miss this chase to flatter him. “Boss, you are amazing! Every word you say just now held so much power!” “I think you are freaking awesome! The G.O.A.T.!” “I don’t think words can express how freaking amazing you are!” “Enough.” Andrius was fed up with the flattery. He raised his hand and stopped them from continuing. “Just stay here and concentrate on recovering. Call me if there’s anything.” Then, Andrius’ phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out and saw Noir’s name on the caller ID.“Andy, Ms. Timberland is organizing a little meet-and-greet with the deceased soldiers’ families. She hopes that you can attend it. Do you have time?” He would not miss it for the world! Andrius said without a second thought, “Where is it? I’ll be right there.” Noir provided him with the address. Andrius then chatted with Fatty Frank and the others f

Andrius felt relieved. He said to Norman, “Mr. Houser, don’t worry. I will find out what is going on and I will give you a satisfying answer.” “Thank you. Thank you so much.” Norman held Andrius’ hands tightly, expressing his gratitude. It seemed like he started to treat them differently. After a little chat, Andrius and Sonia headed to the Martyr’s Society while Noir stayed behind. …“Ms. Timberland!” At the Martyr’s Society, the same receptionist welcomed her. However, when he saw Sonia, a hint of guilt flashed on his face though it was swiftly concealed. Andrius and Sonia were not just anyone; they were able to spot the guilt on the receptionist’s face. They entered the parlor. The deputy chairman, Samson, quickly came down to meet them. “Deputy Chairman Jones.” Sonia was expressionless as she skipped to the point, saying, “I made an eight-billion donation the other day. I want to know how the society is planning to use it and whether it has been utilized.” Sams