Chapter 842 I Can Tell You Everything

Wrapping her hands around Donald's thigh, she pleaded, “Sir, he's my husband. He's just curious about what you're talking about and bear you no ill will. Please let him go, Sir.”

Donald sneered, “Just curious? Fine. Tell him to come over here. I want to hear it from his own mouth.”

The man lying on the floor hesitated, not knowing if he should approach Donald or not.

“What are you spacing out for? Didn't you hear what he said? Hurry up and get over here!”

The exasperated Laila dashed forward and gave the man a slap.

Jolted into submission, the man came forward with his head lowered, fearful of making eye contact with Donald.

“Were you eavesdropping on us only out of curiosity?”

“Y-Yes...”

“Since you're a chef, I suppose you're not a Stella Warrior?”

The man answered quizzically, “What's a Stella Warrior? I have no idea what you're talking about.”

A grin emerged on Donald's face as he grabbed the man's wrist abruptly and said in an indifferent tone, “I will now inject the energy of a Stella Warrior into your body and allow it to course through your system. If you're not a Stella Warrior, there will be nothing to worry about. If you are, your energy will clash with mine, causing you to explode like a balloon.”

No sooner had Donald finished than he unleashed his energy through his hand.

Panic gripped the man when he could clearly feel Donald's action.

“Stay away from me!”

Sensing that his body was expanding, the man shoved Donald's hand away without any hesitation.

a snort before grabbing hold of the man with

to block it by

Laila heard when

she watched the

husband was

military secrets and attempt to assassinate me that caused

just mentioned Bloody Hand to Donald. Little did he expect their members to be stalking him

break out

someone was eavesdropping, the ambush they were preparing

that could have resulted would be unacceptable to the South Sea

declared that the

Donald didn't keep the man alive for questioning and had chosen to kill him on

sneered, “You killed my husband. There's no way you're going to get anything out of me. Since death is the worst that can happen to me, I dare you to

the moment they stepped into the restaurant, Donald had noticed

give it much thought initially and assumed that she had rarely seen such an authoritative

the way things stood, it was evident that Laila's position in

all, the organization would never send a defenseless woman to work as a spy, and that was the reason why

to rattle her. Secondly, he wanted to let her know that he could kill at a moment's notice and meant

clearly not afraid to die, but I wonder

that supposed to

cocked a brow as

say, you care about the quality of the food and its profits. But why would such trivial matters be important to a spy?” Donald glanced at the menu on the table. “Not to mention that your specialties here are all home-cooked

her fists and gritted her

child studying in Pollerton, isn't

glint flashed across Laila's eyes. “If you dare touch

What makes you think I'll fear you when you're dead?” Donald continued flatly, “I'll definitely not do anything to him if he has not committed any crimes. But I can still haul you away

joined an organization

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