Chapter 575 - The old rule...!!!

He gritted his teeth and angrily cursed Nate viciously in his heart. He

wanted to blow everything.

But he knew his identity could not get exposed in front of these people.

But sometimes, the silence was the best solution for the situation.

Oscar was in the same position.

When Nate saw Oscar was silent, Nate knew he knew what was good

for him.

"Guys, take her." Nate didn't bother to look at Oscar because he knew

if he looked at that damn guy, he would be shot in the head for

kidnapping his daughter.

Fake Grace looked at Oscar in horror. She knew, either way, she would

die, but seeing that man didn't try hard to protect her, she was

frightened.

She crawled and tried to get away from the men's hold, but how could

she do that since these men were David's Xiver, her full strength wasn't

even worthy of their fingers?

"No, you can't, master. Please save me. I'm not going with them." The

Fake Grace looked at Oscar, seeing she would reveal the truth.

Oscar had no way but to press the button in his hand when he saw the

situation was getting worse.

Instantly, the fake one lost her voice. Fake Grace tried to sound out but

found she couldn't even talk anymore. She tried hard, but the more she

tried, the more she felt something tighten in her throat.

She looked at the man in horror. The cold smirk on his lips was enough

to show her she had lost her life when she let him do the plastic surgery

on him.

She didn't know this man would be so cruel, and he wouldn't even

spare the woman who could help him. He already thought about Plan

B. If she failed to convince Nate Allen, he would end her life.

Now Shelly finally understood why he was named Blood king. These

people just got him off guard, and he was not prepared. That's why they

could grab him by his throat.

Shelly looked at Nate. She knew if someone could save her, it should

be this man. Of course, since he already knew she was fake, he would

try to use her as evidence, but she didn't realize her luck wasn't that

good.

She opened her mouth, but nothing worked. When Nate felt something

was wrong, she was trying to say something, so why did she just stop?

"Something is wrong," Nate mentioned to David, who was watching

everything at ease.

He had two screens on his laptop; one was his wife's side sleeping on

the bed peacefully, lying on her side, and the other was what was

happening at the party.

He didn't want to miss either of them; he felt peace looking at his wife's

peaceful sleeping posture. Everything he knew about her was missing.

He couldn't wait to fall asleep with her.

He did it because he didn't want her to keep away from his eyes, nor

could he stay in that room because he needed to sort this out;

otherwise, this man would come back to mess with him.

After their instance of lovemaking, he washed her and put her in the

bed; she didn't even move an inch, unlike her usual sleeping posture.

However, today he felt her sleeping posture was different. Even though

she was sleeping soundly, she was not her usual self.

She didn't move around even though he was away; she just lay there,

possibly because of tiredness.

David noticed it but couldn't leave it halfway; he needed to wait until he

could return to her and make her safe.

He could feel she had restrained herself because she was afraid that

once she woke up, everything would pass away like never happened.

She was afraid she would wake up and find herself in that hell.

His heart ached for her.

"Don't worry; he wouldn't dare kill her in front of everyone," David said

in a low voice.

His eyes are on Oscar the whole time. He didn't miss a movement that

Oscar did. So when he saw Oscar put his hand in his suit pocket, David

knew that the man was up to no good.

And just like he guessed, that's what happened. The moment he did,

that crazy woman became mute.

David had seen and lived in a sinful world where he had to meet many

types of talent and wasteful power.

So if he could do a surgery that made an unknown woman look like his

wife, what would be impossible for such a man?

But Blood king or Oscar, whatever, they had ignored one thing. When

they were playing with mud, David played with people's fate. Blood

King was a horror, but what was an atrocity that could be in front of a

demon king?

But David had to admit since he dared to take Kate away under his

nose, he had some brain.

But the blood king himself didn't know that sometimes fate needs a key

to play games on people. So he really shouldn't mess with a demon.

He made his own choice.

When Oscar thought he had won, footsteps got louder and louder, and

everyone's attention turned to the sound. Then, finally, they turned their

heads and saw two people enter.

These people came along, and when they walked into the party,

suddenly the air of the party changed. First, the smirk on Oscar's face

turned into a cold sneer and then a lot of anger and shock.

There was none other than Derek Wolf and the world-famous Doctor A,

whose full name was unknown to the people who didn't know him, but

everyone knew their faces since most of them were from A country's

upper-class society.

Rebel looked at his master in a hurry because he couldn't still believe

the man supposed to be dead walked into the party with a killer look of

a killer.

"Hello, everyone.” Aiden always has a strong sense of humor because

he feels the situation is too difficult, even though it should be that way.

"What? Has A country's culture changed in just a few years?" Aiden

asked suddenly.

When he said that, everyone's attention came back, and they

immediately stood up and bowed. Since it was Derek Wolf, it was the

rule of the Black Dragon.

No matter how big a shot anyone was in A country, they could never

stay sitting once three masters of Black Dragons appeared. Derek was

second in command, and it was no hidden secret.

One of the old masters of the black Dragon, only a few of them, got the

luck to bow in front of leader DX because he never appeared with this

identity other than some people.

When Oscar saw this, He felt so humiliated that even his fake skin hurt

because even though he was the infamous blood king, he still had to

bow in front of Derek wolf. After all, he was David Xiver's loyal dog.

When Old master Astor saw his grandson wasn't even bowing, he

coldly glared at his own grandson.

"Do you want us to die in the hands of the Black Dragon? How dare

you stand still, bow right now?"

The older man might think he was someone great, but even he had no

way of escaping when it comes to Black Dragon.

But Oscar was not afraid of the Black Dragon. Otherwise, he wouldn't

be Blood king.

"Hello, Mr. Wolf." Oscar greeted, but it was not a warm welcome at all;

while no one dared to look at Derek's face, Oscar stood still, looking

into his eyes; Derek looked at his eyes; he could see their arrogance.

Derek smirked. He looked in the direction he knew David was seeing

from and smiled as if he meant to say,

Damn man, see how A country’s people think about themselves. When

you covered yourself, they started around like circus monkeys with

restraints.

David stayed with the same stony expression. He was trying to seek.

He wanted to see how Blood king would react to seeing Derek's wolf

since he was supposed to die with David?