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

turned her head to Johnson and

painting

authority without anger.

when she truly faced this person, a slight tremor still

steep cliff

when facing the strong,

aura.

a deep breath and

him, did not hurry to turn

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a trace of nostalgia flowing in his

Neither of them spoke.

room was silent,

looking at the painting, Hazel was

a

silent

force... the gravity

accumulated

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years.

man in front of me should be around fifty or sixty years old,

there flowed Instead,

the by

rulers

the Over

was scrutinizing him; it had been a long time since anyone had dared to look at

slowly turned around, and a breathtakingly beautiful face

most inconspicuous part of

the pair of sharp eyes

see through the hidden secrets deep within a person's

Hazel

even

had he

not

completely

released

the

sense

oppression

of

from

his

body.

felt that

no doubt that the man in

had already known

and resisted the influence of

The

man's

eyes

flickered

with

a

faint

smile,

seemingly

very pleased

with

her

performance.

your mother ever mention

sudden question, Hazel's

She said indifferently, "No."

elder indulging a child's tantrums. In

looked a lot

tone uttered a rapid response driven by

red lips tightened, her teeth clenched, and

in front

behind him, telling the story of tenacious vitality.

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

The look in

rejected me." The voice stated, carrying the weight of time's

afraid he would think she was afraid of him. Her naturally beautiful and round eyes were wide open at