My Invincible Husband Has Returned novel Chapter 82

Chapter 82 

She watched Liam’s face intently as she spoke, knowing all too well that once upon a time, Liam’s love for Clora was the talk of Drunham 

City. 

Liam was busy tidying Jovie’s windswept hair at the entrance. Celena’s question did not seem to faze him, and his gentle smile remained as he looked down at Jovie’s face with affection. 

“It’s not much of a connection. I just dug up some dirt on the Walkers and handed it over to the police station. They’ve been itching to clamp down on the Walkers for ages! The raid was just them dealing with years of the family’s shady dealings.” 

With that, Liam playfully poked Celena’s nose. “Forget about Clora. She’s gone, and that’s that. The important thing is you and Jovie are safe. Let’s head inside, away from this chilly wind. You need to rest and get better.” 

Blushing, Celena followed Liam back into the warmth of the villa. 

Once he had settled Celena and Jovie in their room, Liam turned to 

Calum with a new task. “Get Malcolm over here. I need to see him.” 

Liam had his pick of the Walker family’s vast estate. He could claim whatever he desired, it was all a matter of which. 

Before long, Malcolm, clad in his off-duty clothes, raced to Jade Manor in his own car. 

Anyone catching sight of that would be stunned speechless! After all, the was Malcolm, the esteemed ex-regimental commander turned mayor of Drunham City! 

Usually, the elite scrambled to get on his good side, but today, he was 

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Malcolm composed himself, adjusted his attire, and marched into the foyer. His first act upon entry was a crisp salute, followed by standing at attention before Liam. 

“Malcolm reporting, sir!” he announced, with a salute to the 

commander-in-chief. 

Despite his composed exterior, Malcolm was on edge. He was in the presence of the legendary commander-in-chief, the feared leader of the Pendragon Warriors, a name that sent shivers down the spines of 

terrorists worldwide. A bead of sweat trickled down his forehead. Had 

he been summoned because he had botched something with the Walker family’s affairs? 

“Malcolm, do you have control over the Walker family’s assets?” Liam inquired. 

“Yes, sir! Do you have any instructions for me?” Malcolm responded, 

his voice laced with caution. 

Malcolm’s heart raced with unease. The sheer force of Liam’s 

presence was overwhelming. Liam sat motionless, yet Malcolm felt an invisible weight crushing his breath away. That was Liam’s true form, the revered Pendragon Commander-in-Chief, the King