The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame novel Chapter 450

On it, the Yund family would develop the most expensive residential area ever built in Pollerton. The price of a single unit there would start at an insane price of four hundred thousand per square meter, exceeding that of Pollerton Estates.

After some consideration, he traveled to Pollerton Estates in the hope of being able to see Jennifer.

During that period, a number of people had been updating him about Jennifer's situation.

In spite of that, something made him instinctively avoidant of her. It was as though there was something residual in his memory that was bringing about that sense of aversion.

Under the illumination of the street lights, he saw Jennifer standing outside the residential estate. With her was one other who he also recognized, and it was Tyrone.

His memories churned, causing his gaze to grow increasingly frosty.

My sworn enemy from the Campbell clan!

When Jennifer and Tyrone stood facing each other, Tyrone's smile was genial. It was as though he had never been that happy before.

Still, his countenance remained pallid. Slow at times and rapid during others, the latter's heart rate was wildly erratic, with the supply of blood lacking on occasions. With his keen eyes, Donald was able to determine at a glance that the former had at most two years left to live.

The pair of Jennifer and Tyrone spoke for a while before the latter turned to leave. Hidden in the darkness, were seven to eight men in black watching over the latter protectively like spirits.

Gazing out in the direction where

Tyrone exited, Jennifer let out a sigh before she turned back toward Pollerton Estates.

Then, she froze in her tracks, for she had spotted a familiar face and silhouette standing under the street lights and staring at her.

Trembling with eyes widened, she evoked a look of disbelief. Even her voice quivered. “Donald?”

Shortly after, her vision blurred, and everything faded.

She quickly ran over and searched all around her. Yet, everything was still, and there was nothing to be found.

Squatting down and hugging her legs, tears started to well up in her eyes.

An illusion. It was only my own imagination...

Reflecting on it, it had been almost a year since Donald vanished from her life.