The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame novel Chapter 319

“I don't care who you are. I'll make sure you die in Pollerton today!” Sebastian said coldly.

Click!

The sound of the door unlocking was heard. Peter immediately backflipped off the car and landed in front of Sebastian to protect him.

The car door slowly opened with Bradley getting out of the car first, followed by a woman in a traditional dress who was so pretty as if she had come out of a drawing.

The woman was Yuna!

Immediately afterward, the sound of coughing was heard and Donald, who was slender and wearing a white suit, got out of the car.

Sebastian was stunned as he muttered, “Donald, the abandoned child of the Campbell clan?”

He then scolded, “What the hell? You are just an abandoned child. An abandoned child who was almost slapped by Tyrone. How dare you try to crash into the Freedman clan's mausoleum? Where did you get all the courage from? Or is your father some master?”

Timothy's body began to tremble. His face suddenly turned pale as he shuddered in fear.

He suddenly realized why he was feeling anxious.

“Donald.” Wynter ran over and launched into Donald's arms, hugging his waist tightly.

Donald could feel a touch of softness from her hug.

“It's okay now,” Donald replied gently and looked toward Sebastian coldly.

The latter's expression suddenly changed as he pointed at Donald and ordered, “Peter! Kill him!”

Swoosh!

Peter straightened his legs and sprung into the air. His legs turned into two indestructible spears flashing with golden lights as he aimed toward Donald's head.

Peter was using the Valorous Kick, the signature skill of Valorous Group, the kick that almost kicked through Patrick Lowe's chest.

At that moment, Peter was no longer gloomy but had become extremely terrifying, like a prehistoric beast reviving.

A mocking smile crept onto Sebastian's face.

So what if you are rich? Could you be any richer than the Freedman clan? The Freedman clan had been developing for five hundred years, and they have accumulated a terrifying amount of wealth!

They had also recruited many experts like Peter to work for them, with Robert overseeing the experts.

“Die!” Peter said coldly.