Dauntless God Of War novel Chapter 390

Quintus also looked very serious.

Four years ago, he established Hishwick Island as his base and moved the headquarters of Paradise Hotel to Hishwick Island.

Everyone knew that Hishwick Island was Quintus' territory, but someone dared to kidnap Zyaire on his turf.

It was a blatant act of disrespect!

Although Quintus was angry, he felt helpless when he found out that The Three Serpents from Jinrich had done it.

After all, Jinrich was a lawless area.

Besides that, the underground syndicates there were still protected by some armed forces of the local small countries.

His men had no way to enter.

This had been a concern for him over the years.

When Harold left the underworld and joined the military, that was the only place he had yet to take over among the other global forces.

After Harold handed over the underground syndicates to him, Quintus tried several times to conquer the area.

Unfortunately, he suffered severe casualties each time due to the protection of local armed forces.

He eventually gave up on conquering Jinrich.

The local armed forces controlled that lawless area to make money while also cultivating a group of extremely dangerous criminals.

Back at the Schmidt residence, Harold looked at the Schmidt family members after hanging up the phone.

“Harold, what did Mr. Langdon say? Did they find my dad and sister?” Marilyn stepped forward, holding Harold's hand with a worried expression.

“They were kidnapped by The Three Serpents from Jinrich!” Harold didn't hide the truth from the Schmidt family and spoke calmly.

“What! My dad and sister fell into the hands of The Three Serpents?”

The Schmidts were shocked when they heard Harold's words.

As descendants of wealthy families, they had heard a lot about the affairs of the underworld.

They had also heard about Quintus' failed attempts to neutralize Jinrich.

From that, it could be seen how arrogant and powerful the criminals in Jinrich were.

“Harold, please save my dad and my sister, please!” Marilyn, who was at a loss, begged Harold.

The other members of the Schmidt family also shot him pleading looks.

After witnessing Harold's bullet-catching feat earlier, they knew how powerful he was.

Now, only Harold could possibly save Zyaire.

“Don't worry. Leave this matter to me. All of you can go back to sleep now, and I will set off for Jinrich as soon as it's daylight tomorrow.” Harold left and went back to his room to sleep.

The Schmidt family members looked at each other in shock.

Not long after Harold went to bed in his room, his bedroom door was gently opened from the outside.

“Harold, are you asleep?” Marilyn's somewhat shy voice came from the pitch-black doorway.

Although Harold didn't turn his head, he couldn't help but furrow his eyebrows.

With a little thought, he understood the purpose of her visit at such a late hour.

It was probably because he had agreed to save her father and sister tomorrow, so she came to reward him tonight.

However, Harold had never expected any sort of relationship with Marilyn. All he wanted was to reconcile with Isabella.

He had originally planned to use the welcome party hosted by Quintus to let the big shots of Hishwick Island know that Marilyn was under his protection. After warning the Schmidt family, he planned to return to Dellmoor the next day and wait for the arrival of the fake God of War on the fifteenth day of the month.

Who would have thought that the Schmidt family would encounter the kidnapping of Zyaire, which would delay his plans for several more days?

Harold pretended to be asleep and didn't respond to Marilyn.

At the doorway, Marilyn didn't hear Harold's answer and thought he was asleep.

Just as Harold heard no movements from the door and thought Marilyn would leave, she carefully entered the room and locked the door from the inside.

In the pitch-black room, Harold became even more puzzled. He was supposedly asleep, and there shouldn't be any reason for her to enter.

While Harold was lost in thought, he suddenly heard a faint noise coming from beside the bed.

It sounded like the rustling of clothes being undone.

Harold's head was facing inward, so he couldn't see what was happening beside the bed.

Not long after, Harold felt his blanket lifting before a fragrant body slipped under the covers, gently hugging him from behind.