From Secret Wife to Queen of Her World by Anonymous

Chapter 267 Hazel, I Am Your Father

Upstairs at this moment, it feels as if the whole world has come to a standstill.

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Keegan and his daughter were gagged and not allowed to leave the room. They were just thrown into a nearby dog cage to prevent them from screaming everywhere.

The downstairs bodyguard seemed to have received instructions from above, as he opened the gate after Hazel got off the car.

Just as Johnson and the others were about to enter, someone reached out and stopped them.

The man, who had anticipated it earlier, raised his right hand and beckoned forward. The person behind him immediately raised the object in their hand and aimed it at the doorman at the entrance. Obviously, the people who can come out are not vegetarians.

The atmosphere

atmosphere between the two parties, like a spring stretched to its limit, instantly became tense.

Intense and soundless fights kept happening under the cover of darkness. While exchanging punches and kicks, they all avoided Hazel in front, afraid that she might get involved and get hurt.

The matters behind were unresolved, so Hazel was not in a hurry to go upstairs.

She stood tall in the darkness, looking up at the camera that suddenly turned to the side.

At this moment, before Johnson made a move, he was playing with a small object in his hand while observing the skills of the bodyguards across from him.

These people had sharp and piercing eyes, launched fierce attacks, just like wild beasts hunting, fast and accurate. At first glance, they were bodyguards protecting important figures in formal occasions. Compared to Johnson's men, whose moves seemed disorderly, the skills of these people faintly revealed traces of training, with each move bursting with absolute power.

Wolf Base."

"The skills of those people on the left side were the combat techniques regularly trained. at

"The people on the side were... (cannot be specified)... those who stepped back."

When Johnson pointed out the identities of these people, Hazel was also carefully observing their methods of attack.

If the person upstairs was Ricky, these skilled bodyguards wouldn't have come.

The most likely scenario is that the person who came to Los Angeles this time was Ivan.

But his identity was SO sensitive, if he really went to Los Angeles, wouldn't those people above not know?

"Let's go," Hazel turned around and continued walking.

The bodyguards fighting outside were the people guarding the courtyard.

There were still some people who did not take action standing at the door.

This time, they did not stop Johnson behind Hazel, along with the other henchmen.

It seemed as if the previous struggle was just a test.

Testing the abilities of the people around her, whether

they

were qualified enough to guard by her side.

I pushed open the door, and there was another group of people inside the room.

With a straight posture like a pine tree and a determined gaze like a mountain, as if a weapon that had

undergone countless trials and hardships, exuding a strong aura of solemnity and killing, standing together, it easily instilled fear in ordinary people.

They respectfully made way.

A calm voice came: "You all go out."

an eye,

all

had

retreated

to positions outside

the

door.

In the blink of

these people

already

slightly turned her head to Johnson and said, "Wait for me at the

a painting of a pine

this scene exuded an aura of authority without anger. Even

faced this person, a

steep cliff in

the instinctive reaction of the weak when facing the

aura.

took a deep breath and

behind him, did not hurry to turn around and look at her. His gaze remained focused on this painting

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with a trace of nostalgia flowing

Neither of them spoke.

room was silent, and everyone's breathing slowed

at the painting, Hazel was also looking

a

silent

force... the gravity

accumulated

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years.

be around fifty or sixty years old, but there is

there flowed Instead,

the by

rulers

the Over

child behind him was scrutinizing him; it had been a long time since anyone had dared to

around, and a

appearance was only the most inconspicuous

scalp tingle was the pair of sharp eyes hidden beneath

the

Hazel

even

had he

not

completely

released

the

sense

oppression

of

from

his

body.

felt that

no doubt that the man in front of me was an absolute

he had already known

spirits and resisted the influence

The

man's

eyes

flickered

with

a

faint

smile,

seemingly

very pleased

with

her

performance.

your mother ever mention why she named you

sudden question, Hazel's

She said indifferently, "No."

the man was not angry either, just like an elder indulging

spoke, "You looked

way!" The firm tone uttered a rapid response driven by

red lips tightened, her teeth clenched, and her eyes stared

in

tree in the painting behind him, telling the story of tenacious

steady, resilient and strong. And the look he had on her was filled with the gentle

she! Absolutely detested! The look

stated, carrying the weight of time's

he would think she was afraid of him. Her naturally beautiful and round eyes were wide open at that moment, staring unwaveringly at the man in front of her. She asked in response, "Shouldn't I