The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame novel Chapter 187

Therefore, Ysabel was scared to the core as she regretted her actions.

If she knew that things would turn out that way, she would have avoided coming to this class reunion with Donald.

“You want to leave? Do you really think that you can leave this place unscathed today? I'll eat my hat if you can!” The smile on Mark's face slowly turned sinister. "Donald, where is your air of confidence?”

Before Donald came into Lana's life, the latter trusted Mark fully.

However, things changed after that, and Lana started to distance herself from Mark, infuriating him.

The next moment, Mark reached out with his right hand, wanting to grab Donald's shoulder. He was planning to crush the latter's shoulder girdle.

Donald raised his gaze and glowered at Mark.

The former's gaze was frosty and as sharp as a sword. It was as though he was staring at a person whose death was imminent.

When Mark finally placed his hand on Donald's shoulder, he sensed that something was amiss because he noticed that the latter's shoulder was as hard as steel.

“You're a dead man to me,” Donald announced expressionlessly.

Following that, he threw a punch on Mark’s arm.

With a loud crack, Mark’s right arm broke instantly.

Mark grimaced in pain, and a miserable wail came out of his mouth. He grabbed his injured arm, staring at Donald with undisguised horror.

It didn't take Mark long to understand what had happened.

It seemed that Donald had used all of the strength he could muster in that particular punch.

“Send twenty people up here now! I want this idiot dead!” Mark screamed at the walkie-talkie.

Hector, on the hand, remained unfazed when he saw the scene before him and merely sat on the couch. Though Donald's punch did frighten him, he wasn't worried about it.

In his mind, this place was, after all, Mark's turf. Therefore, no matter how strong Donald was, it wouldn't help him much in escaping.

As expected, a little more than ten seconds later, a dozen men in suits barged into the private room and began to shoo away the customers menacingly with one-meter-long machetes in their hands.

“Leave now, people!”