The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame novel Chapter 251

With an indifferent expression, Donald asked, “Have you asked Kingsley for his agreement as you’re saying this?”

Gideon was momentarily stunned. “Mr. Tyrone's words are like a royal decree. Why would I need to get Kingsley's agreement? Even Horizon Group would not dare to offend the Campbell clan, right?”

“What do you think?” Donald lowered his gaze, looking calm as usual.

Gideon pondered for a while and laughed out loud. “Are you joking?

This is the Campbell clan we're talking about.”

Lana scoffed, “As long as Kingsley agrees, we have no objections.”

Gideon cast the group a cold glance. “Just you wait. No one can stop Mr. Tyrone from getting what he wants. I promise you.”

However, Donald had lost all interest in arguing with him. Thus, he walked into the venue and looked for a seat.

As Gideon watched him leave, his eyes glinted coldly.

After that, Kingsley, who was dressed

in a suit, entered the place. His expressionless face was matched with a pair of narrow eyes and thin lips, making him look extra ruthless.

He walked straight to a table and sat down.

One of the Campbell family members wanted to go over to greet him, but Kingsley merely eyed him coldly and said, “Get lost.”

Immediately, everyone at that table fled, leaving Kingsley alone.

Many people were starting to look forward to how things were going to unfold. One party consisted of Tyrone, the Ninth Prince of the Campbell clan, while the other consisted of the Four Greatest Divine Generals that were under Lord Campbell's command. The crowd wondered if an interesting fight would break out that day.

At nine o'clock sharp, footsteps could be heard approaching the door.

Immediately after that, twenty bodyguards dressed in suits, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and wireless earpieces, flooded into the place.

Each one of them had an aura akin to a beast, and their eyes glinted with hostility. Clearly, they were not ordinary people.

They were the shadow guards who protected Tyrone.

Those glasses were the infrared evaluation glasses produced by the 89-Orade laboratory.

Wearing the glasses, the twenty shadow guards scanned the surroundings and finally fixed their eyes on Kingsley in unison.