My Dreamy Old Husband novel Chapter 899

Justin could not wait to kill the mastermind behind all the mess, who was Quinton. Yet, Quinton was the only one who knew how to cure Celine’s illness.

Of course, Quinton would not simply reveal the cure to them as it was the only information keeping him alive.

The military wanted him dead whereas the Fletchers tried their best to keep him alive. Their discussion had arrived at standstill as they could not come to a consensus. On the other hand, Celine had repeatedly tried to kill herself and almost succeeded in the process.

Stanley had followed up on the matter and followed Michael for the entire day. He returned today to the seaside villa to bring Judge back to the Imperial.

Sophia! You are such a jerk! Return my kittens!

Return my son as well as my mansion and my lolita!

I babysat your child for many years! You can’t just leave like this!

When Judge was tired of howling, it went to Michael’s place to have a sip of water before returning to continue its howls. Upon realizing that nothing would bring Sophia back, it was angered to the point where it went to Villa No. 8 to trash the place.

Its plans were to destroy the place and bite her husband!

Judge had bitten the corner of Michael’s pyjamas into pieces, but it was still not satisfied. It continued to bite the couch and table in the living room—and even destroyed the pillow that she made out of dog fur. As a result, the entire area was scattered with its fur and no one was able to stop the husky.

Stanley initially wanted to chat with Michael for a bit. However, after Judge threw a tantrum, Stanley could only bring it home almost immediately. Before he left, he added, “Uncle Michael, you can ask for Sophia’s help in this. She can summon him with a sentence. If she appears, he will definitely spill the beans.”

Michael shook his head with a vacant expression in his eyes and did not even know when Stanley left.

Ask for Sophia’s help?

He could not bring himself to do it.

She’s so kind; she will definitely agree to it.

What if Quinton takes this opportunity to ask for something outrageous in exchange for the information?

She probably will agree to that as well.

Because of me, she owes Quinton a favor. As a result, she has suffered the consequences and the pain. How can I be so selfish and cruel?

Michael sat in the dark living room and smoked one cigarette after another before standing up. After quickly changing into his clothes, he rushed out of the door.

Meanwhile, in the research center, a guest had surprisingly arrived—it was Mark Fletcher.

Mark seldom went out—he had only gone out once to meet Carmen, recognize Celine’s presence in the Fletcher Family, to attend Cooper’s funeral and the other time was today.

In the research center, Mark met his grandson, who looked different each time he visited.

At that moment, Quinton looked like a younger version of him and resembled Theo as well!

Mark had carefully perused the documents about Quinton. When compared to Michael and Celine, Quinton was the one who resembled Mark the most and even inherited the old man’s attributes. Unfortunately, Quinton took the wrong path.

Thud!

Quinton slammed a chess piece on the chess board, blocking his opponent’s moves. “Sorry, old man—I’ve won.”

A chessboard was placed between both of them.

Mark was also quite relaxed as well. He came over to the research center and played chess with Quinton for the entire afternoon. On top of that, they were in the same room. Apart from the handcuffs on Quinton, he had a normal range of movements while Mark sat opposite him to play chess.

To quote the words that Mark once said, “I have already lived for more than a century with children and grandchildren based all over the world. That in itself was enough for me, so if Quinton captures me, you don’t have to save me. Just open fire immediately. If I die, I will definitely drag this unfilial grandson called Quinton down with me. He’s only in his thirties while I’ve already lived over a century. If we are both killed by the machine gun, he will suffer a greater loss than me.”

However, Mark was no match for Quinton in chess.

Another kill in seven moves!

Thud!