Chapter 450 Observe And React 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
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtthat 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. Meanwhile, Donald’s eyes
remained transfixed upon Jennifer in the cover of darkness. While his memory mended, his frigid eyes
gradually thawed. Should I go to her? Perhaps I should just wait, just to observe how she responds.
Donald decided that he would not stand in her way if she was adamant about getting engaged to
Tyrone. Perhaps then, he might even decline to show himself before her again. Should she prove
herself unwilling, however, he would risk everything on the day of her engagement in order to take her
away. At that moment, Jennifer felt only a gust of wind breeze past her before all around her had
reverted to a state of tranquility. When Tyrone just stepped outside the residential area and onto the
main street when he prepared to get in his car, all seven to eight of his bodyguards showed
themselves. It was as though a threat was imminent.
Alighting from the car and scrutinizing the area around him in earnest, Xylus found that his evaluation
glasses had turned a full shade of red, with the readings on its power level meter going off the charts.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFollowing that, he cast his gaze toward a spot some three hundred meters out. There, a man with wild
hair stood, staring back at him. Owing to the distance between them, Tyrone and Xylus were unable to
make out the man’s features. They were, however, able to recognize him by his profile. Crabface! “We
have to go, Mr. Campbell!” cried an agitated Xylus. Tyrone, too, was looking out into the distance. His
gaze had seemingly set itself on a collision course with that of his counterpart. “It’s Crabface!” One of
his men looked especially somber, with beads of sweat already percolated off his forehead. The martial
practice of that particular individual enabled him to sense the flow of energy. Hence, he was able to
easily detect the terrifying energy that coursed through Crabface’s body. Once unleashed, that energy
could be capable of unimaginable levels of destruction. That aside, he had also detected in his
counterpart a surge of hostility, which was the actual source of his own dread. Crabface was regarding
Tyrone with hostile intent!
“The scent of blood is in the air. He does not come in peace!” that guard declared. Somewhat shaken
up, Tyrone got into the car. But when he cast his eyes out into the distance, Crabface had already
disappeared. After some consideration, Tyrone produced his token and handed it over to that guard.
“Take this back to the Campbell clan, and ask Quentin to come to Pollerton to protect me!