Unlimited Son-In-Law

Chapter 450 Observe And React On it, the Yund family would develop the most expensive residential area ever built in Pollerton. The price of a single unit there would start at an insane price of four hundred thousand per square meter, exceeding that of Pollerton Estates. After some consideration, he traveled to Pollerton Estates in the hope of being able to see Jennifer. During that period, a number of people had been updating him about Jennifer’s situation. In spite of that, something made him instinctively avoidant of her.

It was as though there was something residual in his memory that was bringing about that sense of aversion. Under the illumination of the street lights, he saw Jennifer standing outside the residential estate. With her was one other who he also recognized, and it was Tyrone. His memories churned, causing his gaze to grow increasingly frosty. My sworn enemy from the Campbell clan! When Jennifer and Tyrone stood facing each other, Tyrone’s smile was genial. It was as though he had never been that happy before. Still, his countenance remained pallid. Slow at times and rapid during others, the latter’s heart rate was wildly erratic, with the supply of blood lacking on occasions. With his keen eyes, Donald was able to determine at a glance that the former had at most two years left to live. The pair of Jennifer and Tyrone spoke for a while before the latter turned to leave. Hidden in the darkness, were seven to eight men in black watching over the latter protectively like spirits. Gazing out in the direction where Tyrone exited, Jennifer let out a sigh before she turned back toward Pollerton Estates. Then, she froze in her tracks, for she had spotted a familiar face and silhouette standing under the street lights and staring at her. Trembling with eyes widened, she evoked a look of disbelief. Even her voice quivered.

would not stand in her way if she was adamant about getting engaged to

hundred meters out. There, a man with wild hair stood, staring back at him. Owing to the distance between them, Tyrone and Xylus were unable to make out the man’s features. They were, however, able to recognize him by his profile. Crabface! “We have to go, Mr. Campbell!” cried an agitated Xylus. Tyrone, too, was looking out into the distance. His gaze had seemingly set itself on a collision course with that of his counterpart. “It’s Crabface!” One of his men looked especially somber, with beads of sweat already percolated off his forehead. The martial practice of that particular individual enabled him to sense the flow of energy. Hence, he was able to easily detect the terrifying energy that coursed