Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 740

Chapter 740

However, the next moment, he was shocked again!

An invisible force caused his wrist to rotate automatically.

It was as if a swirling vortex of air had taken hold, gradually contorting his

wrist by ninety degrees.

If this continued, his wrist would snap!

Hyaah!

At the critical moment, another burly man swung at Alfred from the right.

Alfred moved his right hand.

Once again, employing a technique resembling a feather countering a ton,

he rotated at the exact point where the man’s wrist met.

Like the skinny man, the burly man didn’t know what this move was. Why was’

there an invisible force causing his wrist to twist?

“Old man, meet your demise!”

The other two bodyguards also charged in, targeting Alfred’s vulnerable

spots.

The four of them had one thing in common in their moves. They were

extremely ferocious!

Four bloodthirsty predators!

Felicity also showed a fierce expression, her body trembling violently. Her red

lips quivered. “Mr. Grishaw, don’t blame me! You brought this on yourself! Why

did you have to stand in my way…”

It was impossible for Alfred to defeat four opponents, and it seemed that his

fate was sealed.

However, in this critical moment, Alfred’s hands traced delicate circles, as if

drawing invisible patterns in the air. A potent yet concealed force pulsed

through him. The skinny man and the burly man began to involuntarily whirl

around.

They tried their best to stand firm, but they simply couldn’t.

Their bodies floated in the air!

They were much like clothes being stirred in a washing machine.

Thump. Thump.

The two of them collided with their companions, who were rushing over.

With a shout, Alfred gently extended his hands, and the four, akin to a pile of

trash, were hurled away, crashing hard against the wall.

Felicity was dumbfounded, her gaze affixed to Alfred. Her astonishment

rendered her silent for an extended moment.

She saw it!

She seemed to see a martial arts pattern under Alfred’s feet.

An invisible aura was swirling around his body.

This old man was indeed a martial arts grandmaster!

Felicity had long heard tales of his reputation. Many of the nation’s martial

arts champions had been his students. This was no mere rumor!

No wonder Terence trusted him so much!

“Ah…”

Alfred suddenly let out a long sigh. “Madam, over these past two decades,

I’ve witnessed your growth from an innocent and lovely bride to the elegant

and distinguished woman before me now. I sincerely hoped that you

wouldn’t become adversarial with the Quillen family. Before this incident

alarms Old Mr. Quillen, I implore you to leave.”

Felicity bit her lower lip tightly, her expression extremely complicated.

“Mr. Grishaw, I won’t be grateful to you! You’ve become the stumbling block in

my path. I will undoubtedly reclaim what’s rightfully mine, regardless of the

\means!”

After dropping her harsh words, Felicity stumbled out.

Only after her figure disappeared did Alfred take out his communicator to

notify Logan to come and clean up the scene.

In the master bedroom of the mansion, Terence had been awake all night.

Only when Alfred came in with his hands tucked in his sleeves did he sigh.

Then, he asked, “Has Felicity left?”

“Yes, I let her go.”

Alfred nodded and answered.

Terence nodded and sighed again. “It seems that more than twenty years

ago, I really made a mistake! I shouldn’t have let Tony marry her into the

family.”

“Old Mr. Quillen, at this juncture, regret serves no purpose. We should think

about how to protect those two things!”

Alfred squinted his eyes and said, “It’s not an exaggeration to say that if those

two things fall into the hands of someone with ulterior motives, they could

change the whole world.”

Terence nodded again. “Yes. That’s why I haven’t taken them out all these

years, especially the Heart of the Sun, but I can’t hide them for too long…”

Alfred agreed, “Yes, we are getting old, drawing close to the twilight of our

lives. It’s time to entrust these responsibilities to the younger generation.”

The one who understood Terence the best had always been this elderly man

who’d stood by his side for decades.

When Terence heard this, the image of Emmanuel appeared in his mind.

When he selected him to be his grandson-in-law, he had more than just the

continuation of the Quillen family lineage in mind. He was also considering

entrusting him with this significant responsibility!