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Supreme Mars novel Chapter 247

The next morning, Nadine Moore stood at the gate of Violet Residences in a tight fur.

 

“My lord, Reward has been put up. There will be 3,061 killers starting to turn up to Emerdale, aiming to kill Marcus.”

 

“Nice.”

 

Imagine there were more than 3,000 professional killers lurking in a city on the move, camouflaging with various careers. The whole city would be in a panic if the news went out.

 

Suddenly, Leosmiled: “Unexpectedly it is quite useful of your title, Queen of the Night.”

 

Nadine Moore’s face blushes at the same time with a rare burst of shyness: “No matter how famous my name is, it is you, my lord, who I am willing to follow.”

 

Leocouldn’t help laughing, “You were going to kill me five years ago!”

 

Hearing this, Nadine Moore blushed as if were bleeding.

 

Talking about the past, they looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

 

How amazing the fate is! No one believed that Nadine Moore, the pliant cat following Leo, was brave enough to assassinate him when they first met.

 

At that time, the Nadine Moore had not been as famous as she was now. She was just a killer at a high rank, the same as the countless normal killers.

 

It was inevitable that the assassination of Leowas a failure, but Leolet her leave without any tortures.

 

The failure made Nadine Moore culpable, who were about to die for the tortures in the organization without Leo’s rescue. He was tracing back of Nadine Moore along the way and finally took her away from her sufferings.

 

Nadine Moore’s killer organization was destroyed. The homeless and grateful Nadine Moore followed Leo, who then witnessed the rise of him.

 

This is the story of Leoand Nadine Moore.

 

“Since everything seems ready, let’s go to the Stewart family”

 

Leo’s eyes turned hard when he waved a hand and went to the Stewart family with Nadine Moore.

 

Meanwhile, at the Wilson family.

 

Marcus was sitting in a chair, and opposite him was an old man, the Wilson family’s master who was mentally healthy with a crooked nose, named as Marco Wilson.

 

There was a beautiful woman with a slim body lying in front of them.

 

However, the way she looked at Marcus and his grandson was full of fear.

 

Because there were kinds of delicious dishes full of her body for people to enjoy.

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She was no one here but a dish serving for food, having no rights.

 

“Grandpa, the latest news suggests that last night, Leoand Lydia Henderson were attacked by the killer sent by Bertie. At present, Leois heading towards the Stewart family, having known what they have done.”

 

Marcus picked up a sashimi on the woman’s body with chopsticks and said while eating.

 

“Good!”

 

Marco Wilson slapped his hand and laughed, “Marcus, my good grandson,” he said, “In this way, our Wilson family can win barely at no cost.”

 

Being praised by his grandfather, Marcus was also pleased and said, “What’s more, I also got a news that the bitch, Lydia Henderson, announced her relationship with Leoat the wedding of Hudson family. They also made a scene by taking away the bride!”

 

“What?”

 

Marco Wilson’s heart wrenched and said, “Is it real?”

 

“It is quite true,” Marcus smiled wicked.

 

“God helps me!”

 

Marco Wilson laughed, “What two fools! They will have no trouble if they keep it as a secret. Now they drew too much hostility.”

 

“In this way, Leowill die too after the death of the Stewart family.”

 

Marcus became more pride, “Lawson family only have an enemy, Kate Lawson, who cannot cause troubles no matter how hard she is. The Hamilton family cannot fight against us after we annexed the Stewart family, when there will be only one rich and powerful family in Emerdale, and that will be us, the Wilson family.”

 

“Well, well…”

 

Marco Wilson was excited hearing what Marcus said. He laughed and said, “Marcus, it is a good choice of promising to give you the right to handle family business.”

 

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