Chapter 360


    “Fine. That''s our only option. To achieve a more realistic effect, I think you should verbally reprimand


    Zyaire,” Sebastian suggested before leaving the hospital.


    Meanwhile, Harold and Marilyn were on a ship back to Hishwick Ind.


    “Harold, be honest with me. How did you convince the Jackson family to let you go?” Marilyn asked


    Harold curiously on the deck.


    “It''s very simple. After I was brought away, that fatty trod on my heels and attempted to harm me.


    Instead, I taught him a lesson and learned about the horrible things he did in the past. To cover up his


    wrongdoings, the Jackson family had no other choice but to let you and me off. Otherwise, the Jackson


    family''s heir would have to be imprisoned if I disclosed his misdeeds,” he exined with a partial truth.


    “Thank you. If you hadn''t reached in time, I would''ve had to spend the rest of my life with a psycho like


    him.”


    Marilyn''s face turned pale after she listened to Harold describing the things Bobby hadmitted.


    “Rest assured. I''m here for you. No one, including your family members, will dare to force you to do


    anything you don''t like now that I''m apanying you home,” he said to her firmly.


    That was the form ofpensation he was offering her, which was to let her gain absolute freedom.


    Since he had settled the matters on the Jackson family''s end, the only task left was to deal with the


    issues with Marilyn''s family.


    At that moment, he was following her back to Hishwick Ind to resolve that matter.


    However, Harold''s speech caused Marilyn to harbor the misconception that he was going to take


    responsibility for her and was returning with her toe clean to her parents.


    Hence, after hearing his confession-like remark, Marilyn blushed and felt butterflies in her stomach.


    To her, that romantic rtionship had started too abruptly, and things were happening entirely beyond


    her control.


    She even thought of heeding Isabe''s suggestion to elope abroad with Harold if her family members


    were reluctant to ept him.


    “Okay,” she responded shyly before scurrying away as she was still clueless about how to be around


    Harold due to his sudden advent.


    Staring at Marilyn''s leaving figure from behind, Harold took out his phone and dialed a number he had


    never contacted since he joined the army. Since I cannot expose my identity as the God of War, I shall


    use another identity to force the Schmidt family to yield.


    At the same time, at the entrance of Royal One Club, the most luxurious club at Hishwick Ind, a


    young man dressed in a golden shirt and emitting a domineering aura swaggered out of the building.


    He was the current person in charge of the underground forces of the entire world, Quintus Langdon.


    He secured the position five years ago, and the seat had been his ever since.


    “Mr. Langdon, there''s a phone call for you.”


    A subordinate handed Quintus a phone when he was about to enter the Lincoln limousine parked


    outside the club''s entrance.


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    Quintus received the phone and noticed the iing call was from an unknown number. He hesitated


    for a few seconds but ultimately answered the call.


    “Hello, I''m Quintus Langdon. Who are you looking for?” he asked solemnly.


    “Quintus, can you recognize my voice?”


    The voice originating from the phone''s speaker caused Quintus to be momentarily stunned. The next


    second, an ecstatic expression spread across his face.


    “Mr. Campbell, is it really you?”


    Quintus'' body shuddered. His eyes reddened as he choked out the question.


    His demeanor utterly shocked his dozen of subordinates around him.


    No one would''ve anticipated that the esteemed person in charge of the underground forces would greet


    someone reverently and cry when answering the other party''s call.