The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame novel Chapter 842

Wrapping her hands around Donald's thigh, she pleaded, “Sir, he's my husband. He's just curious about what you're talking about and bear you no ill will. Please let him go, Sir.”

Donald sneered, “Just curious? Fine. Tell him to come over here. I want to hear it from his own mouth.”

The man lying on the floor hesitated, not knowing if he should approach Donald or not.

“What are you spacing out for? Didn't you hear what he said? Hurry up and get over here!”

The exasperated Laila dashed forward and gave the man a slap.

Jolted into submission, the man came forward with his head lowered, fearful of making eye contact with Donald.

“Were you eavesdropping on us only out of curiosity?”

“Y-Yes...”

“Since you're a chef, I suppose you're not a Stella Warrior?”

The man answered quizzically, “What's a Stella Warrior? I have no idea what you're talking about.”

A grin emerged on Donald's face as he grabbed the man's wrist abruptly and said in an indifferent tone, “I will now inject the energy of a Stella Warrior into your body and allow it to course through your system. If you're not a Stella Warrior, there will be nothing to worry about. If you are, your energy will clash with mine, causing you to explode like a balloon.”

No sooner had Donald finished than he unleashed his energy through his hand.

Panic gripped the man when he could clearly feel Donald's action.

“Stay away from me!”

Sensing that his body was expanding, the man shoved Donald's hand away without any hesitation.

Donald responded with a snort before grabbing hold of the man with his right hand.

Despite the man's attempt to block it by reflex, he never stood any chance against Donald.

A loud crack was all Laila heard when the man's neck was subsequently snapped.

She could only gape in shock as she watched the man slump lifelessly down to her feet.

With hatred brimming in her eyes, she snarled, “Even if my husband was a Stella Warrior, it didn't mean you could kill him indiscriminately.”

Donald picked up a napkin from the table to wipe his hands as he replied, “Obviously, I didn't kill him for that reason. It was his eavesdropping on military secrets and attempt to assassinate me that caused his undoing. More importantly, he has the tattoo of Bloody Hand on his body. Lady, it looks like there's more to you than meets the eye, huh? Tell me, why exactly did you come to Pollerton?”

Sophus had just mentioned Bloody Hand to Donald. Little did he expect their members to be stalking him from the shadows.

The realization caused him to break out in a cold sweat.

If Donald hadn't discovered that someone was eavesdropping, the ambush they were preparing for Earl the next day would have backfired on them.

The loss that could have resulted would be unacceptable to the South Sea Military Region.

Donald was right when he declared that the man deserved to die.

That said, Sophus was still curious as to why Donald didn't keep the man alive for questioning and had chosen to kill him on the spot.

Laila sneered, “You killed my husband. There's no way you're going to get anything out of me. Since death is the worst that can happen to me, I dare you to kill me right now!”

From the moment they stepped into the restaurant, Donald had noticed Laila looking at them awkwardly.