Journey Of Me And My Seven Sisters

apter 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.”

with a complex expression, “You may not regard our family highly, but what about

Ginger family from

156 My Grandfather Is

gaze fixed on Lydia

my

“Alastair is your grandfather?”

pupils contracted sharply as he fell into a long

Ginger family of Juxshire.

was an elderly man, nearly a hundred years old, named Alastair Ginger. He was a martial arts practitioner. It was said that many years ago, he had already ascended

had never even expected

mentioned anything about her maternal family. Therefore, this

deep concern for her daughter, Lydia would not have wanted

matter.

Lydia’s words. After

“Dad…”

“Shut up!”

brought into his grasp, yet he had to let her slip away. Naturally, Zeke was unwilling, but he was forced to heed

not a martial artist, he couldn’t comprehend his father’s emotions

but he couldn’t afford to take

into the martial arts, the more they could comprehend the terrifying power of a Manifestor. This was an entity

for the sake of a fleeting tryst

but this young man must stay. I will break both his hands and feet. I can’t

Emrys, seemingly ready to

no objections. This young man is incredibly arrogant. It’s high time that you teach him

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Rys doesn’t leave, I won’t

embraced Emrys‘ arm, speaking

face consequences. Hurry and leave with us. Stop worrying