Slumdog Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 267

Chapter 267 Not the Only One

Right after the voice, an old man wearing a yellow coat and holding a walking stick came down the stairs from the second floor.

Gerald narrowed his eyes and looked over.

One couldn’t tell this old man’s age from his appearance. He had very little hair, which was all white. Gerald felt that he could count this old man’s hair with his fingers.

This old man seemed conscious of his hair. He had had it styled.

Gerald knew with one look that the walking stick in the old man’s hand should be a weapon, either a saber or a sword. But judging from the shape, it was more likely to be a

sword.

Gerald instantly knew this old man must be Dylan.

Beside Gerald, Jessica looked stunned. She looked at Dylan with a trace of confusion on

her face.

Dylan had not shown himself for many years, so he wasn’t on the Sun List. Most people

even thought he was dead.

Jessica married into the Thornton family more than 20 years ago. She had stayed with

the Thornton family for many years, but she had never met Dylan.

There was a small building in the Thornton family’s courtyard, and the people of the

Thornton family were not allowed to go in there.

Dylan slowly walked down. Perhaps because her fear for him remained, or because he had been in a high position for too long and had an intimidating aura, Jessica felt pressure just watching him slowly walk toward them. She subconsciously moved closer

to Gerald and clutched at his clothes.

Next to them, Cale saw how close Jessica and Gerald were, and his face darkened.

Dylan walked to the table, picked up Gerald’s file, then pulled out a chair and sat down.

He put the walking stick on the table and looked at Gerald with a half-smile. “A top-level that is less than thirty. And I saw the power that burst out of you. Even few people at the top level are your match. You do have extraordinary talent.”

Gerald’s expression did not change. He sized up Dylan unscrupulously. Without raising his head, Dylan said calmly, “I heard from Derick that your master is the guy who is a frequent visitor to prisons. Has he not taught you not to look at the elders like that but be respectful?”

Gerald ignored Dylan’s words. But he saw a tattoo of a lotus on Dylan’s wrist when Dylan turned his hand over!

It was obvious that Blaine was right about it. Dylan was once a member of Blood Lotus. If he was a member of Blood Lotus, then the Thornton family must have a lot to do with

Blood Lotus.

“Still not looking away?” Seeing that Gerald’s eyes were still on him and moving about, Dylan narrowed his eyes.

“Why can’t I look at you? You’re unsightly?” Gerald asked calmly.

“Childish.” Dylan flipped through Gerald’s information. After a while, he said, “Even your master has to call me Mr. Thornton.”

Dylan was pretty much of Derick’s father’s or grandfather’s generation.

After all, Dylan was a monster that had lived for almost 120 years.

Gerald chuckled and said, “You don’t deserve my respect. After the shameless things the Thornton family has done, how dare you ask for respect from me?”

Dylan raised his head and said indifferently, “Close the door!”

Tap, tap.

The sound of footsteps came from outside the door. Then, the dozen or so people standing outside all walked into the room. Then, with a creak, the door to this building

was closed.

Jessica’s expression changed drastically!