Chapter 156 My Grandfather Is Alastair Ginger

Lydia could no longer be bothered to scold Emrys. She quickly put on a placating smile and said to Erwin. “Mr. Montelongo, your son was hit by this rascal named Emrys. It has nothing to do with Cordelia. Could you perhaps…”

“No way!”

Lydia was ruthlessly interrupted by Erwin before she could finish her sentence.

He rose from the high–backed chair, and in an instant, a terrifying aura of dominance engulfed the entire living room.

“Gorgeous Ginger, I won’t beat around the bush. I have taken a liking to your daughter. If you know what’s good for you, go home with your husband right now. Tomorrow morning… No, at noon tomorrow, I will return your daughter to you. But if you don’t know what’s good for you…”

Erwin sniggered twice, his lusty gaze sweeping over Lydia, whose voluptuous figure made him salivate with desire.

“If you don’t know better, you’ll have to stay at the Montelongo residence tonight with your daughter to serve my son and me.”

Swoosh!

Lydia’s face turned pale instantly.

Richard had been suppressing his anger all along, but at this moment, he could no longer hold back and spoke out. “Mr. Montelongo, don’t you take it too far. Although the Youngblood family doesn’t have a martial artist to protect us, we are no pushovers still.”

“Oh? Is that so?”

Suddenly, Erwin’s piercing gaze was directed at Richard. Richard subconsciously took a step back, his b*dy breaking out in a cold sweat.

The aura of a martial artist was far too intimidating for an ordinary person.

With a dismissive smirk, Erwin shifted his gaze away. “The Youngblood family is nothing but a joke in my eyes,” he scoffed.

Richard’s b*dy trembled sfightly, his heart filled with frustration, yet he was powerless to change anything.

The martial artists were indeed domineering.

“Mr. Montelongo.”

moment, Lydia suddenly spoke with a complex expression, “You may not regard our family highly, but what about the Ginger family

Ginger family

156 My Grandfather Is

fixed on Lydia as he asked, “What is your

my grandfather,” Lydia

“Alastair is your grandfather?”

he fell into a

Ginger family of

named Alastair Ginger. He was a martial arts practitioner. It was said that many years ago, he had already ascended to the ranks of a Manifestor. Whether he had made any further breakthroughs since

even expected

after Lydia married Richard, she never mentioned anything about her maternal family. Therefore, this news was unknown to

it weren’t for her deep concern for her daughter, Lydia would not have wanted to bring

matter.

changed, as if he were assessing the truthfulness of Lydia’s words. After a prolonged silence, he

“Dad…”

“Shut up!”

his grasp, yet he had to let her slip away. Naturally, Zeke

a martial artist, he couldn’t comprehend his

it either, but

delved into the martial arts, the more they could comprehend the terrifying power of a Manifestor. This was an entity capable of killing from afar, one who could obliterate the entire Montelongo family

of a fleeting tryst was not worth it at

the end, Erwin chose to compromise. However, he quickly added, “Your daughter can leave, but this young man must stay. I will break both his hands

seemingly ready to vent all

no objections. This young man is incredibly arrogant. It’s high time that you teach him a lesson and show him how to

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doesn’t leave, I

Emrys‘

Mr. Zeke. He’s bound to face consequences. Hurry and leave with us. Stop worrying about him!”

“I won’t!”

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