Chapter 441


    Unlimited Son-In-Law Chapter 441


    He Is Back With more than a dozen people standing guard outside the storage room, not even a fly


    would be able to get in. But what’s going on now? A secondter, the inside of the storage room


    became as bright as day. Sensing that someone had somehow gotten inside, all the people outside


    quickly turned on their shlights, illuminating the man’s shadowy outline. They saw that his hair was


    disheveled and that he was tall and slender. He was also neatly dressed in a clean suit. However, he


    looked just like a devil among men! Brutus’ eyes were as round as saucers as he staggered backward.


    His expression also shifted drastically, his face turning ashen in an instant. Crabface! Holton also


    widened his eyes, and even the weak and barely conscious Ynda was shocked. No one dared to


    move.


    In fact, they even tried to breathe as quietly as possible. At that moment, Crabface moved. He


    crouched down, ced an arm around Ysabel’s shoulders, and gently lifted her. “It’s me.” It was a


    familiar voice. Ysabel’s eyes flew wide open. Through the unkempt hair that shielded his face, she


    finally saw his handsome and familiar face. Donald! He’s back! She covered her mouth with her hands,


    then flung her arms around Donald and burst into loud sobs. “You’ve finally returned! I knew you


    weren’t dead— ouch!” Too caught up in her excitement, she had moved too suddenly and tugged at the


    wound at her waist. She had sustained that injury after Brutus tossed her aside, which caused her to


    crash against the door frame. Donald furrowed his brows. Stroking her wound gently with his right


    hand, he mused coldly, “It’s an injury caused by severe impact, and the muscles are bruised. If the


    impact had struck three centimeters further to the side, it would’ve ruptured your kidney and spleen and


    caused massive hemorrhaging.”


    His tone was so icy that it seemed as though he were speaking from the depths of hell. Brutus felt his


    heart pound frantically, and he could not stop himself from retreating several steps. He smelled trouble


    as he knew Donald’s remark was directed straight at him! “Who did this?” Donald asked Ysabel. SlowlyContent is property of N?velDrama.Org.


    raising her hand, Ysabel pointed at Brutus. “Get some rest first.” As Donald pressed his right hand on


    Ysabel’s waist, she felt heat spreading into her body. The sensation was warm andforting, and the


    pain quickly dissipated. Stunned by his skill, she widened her eyes again. As Donald slowly rose to his


    feet, his hair still covered his face making it difficult for others to get a good look at him. “You should tie


    your hair.” Ysabel was already able to get to her feet and stand on tiptoes. Removing the stic band


    from her ponytail, she quickly helped him tie his hair back, thus revealing his face. Holton, Ynda, and


    Brutus were dumbfounded at the sight before them. Donald was breathtakingly handsome. However, it


    was his eyes that struck the others with horror. His eyes glinted with golden light like two magicmps,


    and amidst the flickering glow, they emanated a strange air. “Donald Campbell!” Brutus eximed with


    a gasp. He had seen Donald’s photo before, so he recognized him at a nce. He’s the person Ss


    has been searching for high and low!


    The next moment, terror filled his heart. No wonder he dared to kill Brandon and Peterson! It turns out


    he possesses such terrifying power! “It was you, wasn’t it?” Donald looked at Brutus impassively.


    Brutus’ face turned as pale as a sheet. Clenching his jaw, he swung arge fist toward Donald. At


    almost the same time, the people standing behind made their move and charged inside.


    Donald raised his right foot slightly and stomped on the ground, sending those behind him flying


    backward through the air. Then, they disintegrated into a white powder instantaneously. What the f*ck!


    Wide-eyed, Holton and Ynda exchanged nces. They could see the shock in each other’s eyes.


    Meanwhile, Brutus felt as though he was stuck in a quagmire before his punch could get anywhere


    near Donald. He could not move forward at all, not even an inch. Watching more than a dozen of his


    lackeys get pulverized before they could even react had also shocked him to the core.