The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame novel Chapter 94

Panicking, Reina shouted, “Don't! His father is Lucas.”

Jasper regained his composure and gave Donald a sinister look. “Do you have a death wish? My dad is Lucas, and my mom is the Karate Association's president. My granddad is the leader of Octagon Sect and my uncle is a permanent resident of Yartran.”

There was a mocking expression on Donald's face. “Lucas? President of the Karate Association? Leader of Octagon Sect? Permanent resident of Yartran?

“No matter what, I'm still going to break your limbs today.” Donald walked toward Reina.

Reina gripped Donald's arms and said, “Donald, listen to me. Don't do anything. You'll be in danger.”

Glancing at Reina, Donald saw teardrops on her lashes. She had already signed the equity transfer agreement. Jasper would own half of Scarlet Swan Villa once he took the agreement away.

“Silly.” Donald's heart softened as he continued, “Remember, I'm not afraid of anyone, and I'm also capable of protecting you.

He said he's capable of protecting me...

Reina felt a sense of blissfulness when she heard that.

Does this mean that he agrees to my confession of love? But I'm not ready. He hasn't proposed to me yet. Where should our newlywed home be? What should we name our children? How many kids should we have?

Donald had no idea that what he said had already got Reina thinking about what they should name their children.

When Jasper calmed down, he noticed something. “Where are those fifteen people?”

“They're dead,” Donald replied.

Jasper narrowed his eyes in slight disbelief as he sneered, “Donald, if you want to live, leave now. Let me enjoy my time with the girl. Actually, no. I've changed my mind.

I'm going to sleep with her, and you'll stand here to watch. Otherwise, not only you, but your whole family will die.”

Donald responded, “That won't happen.”

Jasper picked up his phone and made a call. “Send some people over and ask my dad to come.”

After hanging up the phone, Lucas was still unaware of the impending disaster that was about to befall him. He sat on the chair and lit up a cigarette. “Donald, you'll see today that we are different. Your entire life of hard work will not change your identity as a lowly person. My three generations of ancestors are all wealthy. What do you have to fight with me?”