NovelTrueChapter 2202
---- Chapter 2202 Halfway out, Isabelle stopped and turned back. "Mikayla, | don't want you getting too involved
in Andrew's affairs. You know that there are way too many people in Chetvine who don't want to see him alive!
And you have an unlimited future ahead of you. "Seriously, | never compliment anyone, but Mikayla, you're the
exception! | think you deserve a better future, Mikayla! You shouldn't get dragged into conflicts and vendettas
over someone from your past. That's just stupid!" Mikayla's face remained expressionless. "Belle, just go. I've
never run away from my problems!
As for getting involved or not... | doubt this Chetvine whirlpool can drown me." Isabelle smirked. "True, you're
probably unbeatable now, Mikayla. Then later, I'll watch your expression. If you still care about him, I'll let him
go. But if you stay silent, | won't hold back!" Meanwhile, Luna was dressed in a full military uniform and was also
in Chetvine. Most of the time, she actually stayed there, which was not unusual since she was a general under
the Defense Department stationed at Chetvine's headquarters.
Luna's mentor was the famous General Philip Turman from ---- Holtrien, a man with a rugged face covered in a
full beard. Turman was an ancient surname, and the current Turman family was filled with talented individuals.
Philip was their prexample. "Luna, head to the airport later," Philip said suddenly as he leaned back in his
chair with his legs crossed. Luna was studying tactical maps with her head down and did not look up. "I'm not
going." Philip smirked.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"What, aren't you curious what kind of storm will break out now that the Lloyd royal family's heir is coming
back?" Luna replied coldly, "I'm not interested. | have no history with Lloyds. | don't even know the man who's
returning." Philip chuckled. "No, you do know him. It's Andrew Lloyd. Are you really going to say you're not
familiar with that name?" Luna finally raised her head, her brows furrowed. ‘Andrew? How could it be him? Isn't
the one returning supposed to be an important figure from the Lloyd royal family?" Philip said casually, "Yeah.
He is the most important leader of the Lloyd family's young generation. Andrew is the sguy you met back in
Gabo Creek." --—- Luna let out a cold laugh. "Mr. Turman, that's not funny at all! Andrew may be from the Lloyd
royal family, but he is not the leader of their young generation. The only one who dares call himself leader is the
Dragon Prince of the Lloyds!" Philip shrugged. "And what's the problem? The Dragon Prince of the Lloyd family is
Andrew. Don't tellyou didn't know that?" Luna's frosty expression froze completely, and her eyes widened in
disbelief. "Andrew...
is the Dragon Prince of the Lloyds? He's the one I've been searching for all this time? Back in Gabo Creek, he
deceivedfor so long?" Her first reaction was fury, an unspeakable wave of anger and humiliation. However,
right after that ca sharp jolt of fear. "This is bad. If he really is the Dragon Prince of the Lloyds, then coming
back here is dangerous! Mr. Turman, I'm taking the afternoon off. Whatever comes up, assign it to someone
else!" With that, she shot out of the office, her heart racing faster than ever before.
Philip shook his head and glanced out the window at the bustling cityscape of Chetvine. The glittering skyline
was enchanting, no matter how many times he saw it. He thought, ---- 'What a silly girl. She really didn't know
Andrew was the Dragon Prince of the Lloyds." However, Philip knew very well that his prized student could never
stand against him. To be more precise, no one in all of Chetvine could. Not even Philip himself. Assassination or
open battle, it was all pointless. What were the Cunninghams, the Robertsons, all their flashy games?
To men of true power like him, they
were just children playing house.
Once a real dragon matured, there
was no stopping it. Killing a dragon?
Please. That was Just &3aify tale to
amuse NS Most of the time, it was
not heroes slaying dragons. It was
dragons wiping out everything in their
path Moreover, somewhere far away,
another ruthless man sat high above
it all, watching the world with cold
indifference. [If my son suffers even a
q 3 '
scratch in Chetvine... Then | swear, I'll
cback and slaughter everyone.
Old man, you know I, Reginald Lloyd,
can do it.) --- Philip lowered his eyes
to the laptop on his desk. His tape
CEE a5 heebathebiod red
wortls sprawled across the screen.
With one punch, he shattered the
computer straight through. Through
clenched teeth, he spat out three
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