A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO novel Chapter 491

Chapter 491 

When Quintus heard his father calling him, his sturdy body jolted before he 

reluctantly stepped forward. 

“Yes, Dad?” 

“Do you remember what I told you?” Adolph commanded his eldest son, “As 

the eldest brother, you must avenge your sister’s death!” 

Quintus scratched his head and frowned as he retorted with one eye closed, 

“Didn’t Emmanuel say that Magnus was the one who fired the shot? He’s not 

the killer!” 

“Shut it!” Adolph shouted. “I don’t believe that Magnus fired the gun. Since 

Emmanuel can’t show us any evidence, he must bear the responsibility!” 

Quintus pursed his lips and muttered softly, “You don’t believe what he said, 

but I do-” 

“What was that?!” Adolph roared. 

As if electrocuted, Quintus quickly changed his words. “Haha! I didn’t say 

anything.” 

Elizabeth felt extremely uneasy as she watched from the sidelines. She knew 

that her elder brother had always been afraid of their father since childhood 

because of their father’s demonic ways of training him into the beast he was 

today. 

His reverence for their father was deeply ingrained in him. Whenever their 

father gave an order, he was always very proactive in carrying it out. That 

was why his behavior now proved that he truly believed Emmanuel. 

However, it was a pity that despite this, Quintus still stood in front of 

Emmanuel and rolled his eyes, saying, “Emmanuel, I actually wanted to 

defeat you for Mackenzie. My reason for challenging you today may be a bit 

meaningless, but I must do as I’m told!” 

Emmanuel also smiled. “I won’t accept your challenge if it’s about Mackenzie, 

but I can understand why you would challenge me for your sister!” 

Duh! Why would I accept his challenge about Mackenzie when she is already 

my wife? I don’t get a prize for winning the match, and I’ll even lose my wife if I 

lose! Only an idiot would be up for nonsense like that. 

Emmanuel came today to resolve two cases involving two people’s lives. 

Regardless of the method, he would accept the challenge as long as it could 

turn the Lenoir family and the Quillen family from enemies to friends. 

“Let’s begin!” Quintus assumed a fighting stance. 

Elizabeth knew that her brother’s actual combat ability was not inferior to 

Felix’s, but she understood just what kind of person Quintus was. 

He looked a little simple–minded, but he was a sensible person. He never 

bullied others with his martial arts skills, nor did he get into meaningless 

fights. He didn’t even seem particularly invested in this battle. Manuel won’t 

lose… right? 

“Come on!” 

Emmanuel had also assumed a combat stance. 

The onlookers‘ eyes were filled with excitement. Although Quintus didn’t have 

the same reputation as Felix, it was because he was young and hadn’t made 

a name for himself in major battles yet. If one were to compare their true 

strength, the young and powerful Quintus might not be any inferior to the 

elderly Felix! 

Also, Emmanuel had just fought with Felix. He might not be Quintus‘ match 

after wasting so much energy and clearly sustaining injuries. 

“Good luck, Quintus!” Laura took the lead in cheering for Quintus. 

This man was her son in name only. They had no blood relation, and their age 

difference was only three years. In fact, she had always had a craving for 

that big, strong body of his. 

“Mr. Lenoir, give it your all!” 

“Mr. Lenoir, you must bring glory to the Lenoir family!” 

The people of the Lenoir family around them began to cheer and support 

Quintus. 

With such an atmosphere, even Quintus, who had no fighting spirit, suddenly 

howled and took the first step in attacking Emmanuel. It was obvious that he 

didn’t want to be defeated in front of so many of his own. 

And again! 

He kept retreating until his back was against the three–tiered marble 

fountain in the front courtyard. At that point, Emmanuel had nowhere else to 

retreat to. 

Quintus‘ unstoppable fist came crashing down like a mighty iron hammer. 

Honestly, it was more like a speeding truck. 

Emmanuel could only sidestep, and Quintus‘ fist smashed into the marble