Son In Law Madness novel

Chapter 251 How Much Time Do I Have

With an indifferent expression, Donald asked, “Have you asked Kingsley for his agreement as you’re saying this?”

Gideon was momentarily stunned. “Mr. Tyrone’s words are like a royal decree. Why would I need to get Kingsley’s agreement? Even Horizon Group would not dare to offend the Campbell clan, right?”

“What do you think?” Donald lowered his gaze, looking calm as usual.

Gideon pondered for a while and laughed out loud. “Are you joking? This is the Campbell clan we’re talking about.”

Lana scoffed, “As long as Kingsley agrees, we have no objections.”

Gideon cast the group a cold glance. “Just you wait. No one can stop Mr. Tyrone from getting what he wants. I promise you.”

However, Donald had lost all interest in arguing with him. Thus, he walked into the venue and looked for a seat.

As Gideon watched him leave, his eyes glinted coldly.

After that, Kingsley, who was dressed in a suit, entered the place. His expressionless face was matched with a pair of narrow eyes and thin lips, making him look extra ruthless.

He walked straight to a table and sat down.

Campbell family members wanted to go over to greet him,

at that table fled, leaving Kingsley

going to unfold. One party consisted of Tyrone, the Ninth Prince of the Campbell clan, while the other consisted of the Four Greatest Divine Generals that were under Lord Campbell’s command. The crowd wondered if an interesting fight would break out that

sharp, footsteps could be heard

wearing gold-rimmed

beast, and their eyes glinted with hostility. Clearly, they were

were the shadow guards who

were the infrared evaluation glasses produced

shadow guards scanned the surroundings and finally fixed

one

the shadow guards were utterly

only had a power level of ten thousand, which was already an existence ordinary people admired as that person

level was at

could confirm if that

no one knew if he had a trump card or

Tyrone. There’s a young man with a power level of one hundred and eighty thousand sitting in the hall,” someone reported immediately, wanting to

Tyrone a picture of

in a Maybach 62S, handed