The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame novel Chapter 943

“Have you always been this good at fighting?” On the way home, Amelia still couldn't recover from the scene she had just witnessed.

She had always known Donald was skilled at fighting, which was why he could act so arrogantly without fear of being kidnapped.

However, it was only after witnessing Donald's recent actions that Amelia realized how deeply she had misunderstood him before.

Donald was not just a man of some skills. He was a formidable force capable of single-handedly annihilating an entire gang.

He was no different from a walking slaughter machine in human form.

Donald lit a cigarette and said, “I'm not a fan of fighting because I feel it's no match for using one's brain. Besides, fighting makes me seem rather low-class. Still, sometimes, even when you don't want to fight, there will always be someone who will provoke you and ask for a beating. Isn't that strange?”

Hearing Donald say that, Amelia didn't know how to respond. Just like what happened tonight. It seemed the other party was indeed picking a fight, but could Donald have secretly added fuel to the flames? I reckon that was undoubtedly the case. After all, Donald didn't bring me along just to accompany him for a drink. It was merely his excuse to trick Mr. Livingston into coming out.

“All right, stop overthinking. All you need to do is focus on your own work. Leave the rest to me.”

Amelia hummed in agreement obediently. Upon returning to the hotel, she promptly retreated to her own room.

Before Donald arrived, Amelia indeed harbored a certain apprehension toward Fridolin and his group.

Even though she had Dragon Fide Corporation's support, Fridolin and his crew were the head honchos there, and their network of connections was just too vast.

If Fridolin wanted her dead, even the powerful Dragon Fide Corporation would struggle to save her in time.

But now, things were different. With Donald, who possessed such explosive combat power, by her side, what did Amelia have to be afraid of?

Amelia had a good night's sleep, but the same couldn't be said for many others in Feston.