God Of War Dad

General Wolf?

The middle-aged man frowned.

But the middle-aged general’s treatment of Sean Mason made his heart burn.

What did it mean for a major general to bow and scrape before Sean Mason? How was that possible? Had the middle-aged general arrived in dozens of jeeps and 200 men just to see Sean Mason out of prison?

Wasn’t Sean Mason locked up at the Hilshire Detention Center for five years?

The middle-aged man didn’t understand!

“No.”

Sean Mason shook his head and said, “You’re early.”

“Yes?”

The middle-aged general stunned.

Sean Mason said quietly, “My identity was kept secret, or I wouldn’t have had to go to the trouble of returning to prison three days early and then walking out of prison fair and square.”

“General Wolf, I’m sorry. It was my oversight!”

The middle-aged general seemed to understand something. He hurriedly apologized, and then turned to look at the middle-aged man and those burly men, then he said seriously, “General Wolf, rest assured, I’ll take care of it.”

“Okay!”

Sean Mason nodded and turned to leave.

“Put them all in the car and take them back!”

With a wave of the middle-aged general’s big hand, dozens of people led by middle-aged men were put on jeeps in a twinkling of an eye and drove away as if they had never appeared.

“General Wolf, should I send someone over to the Capital City to take out the Mason family?” Asked the middle-aged general, catching up with Sean Mason.

“There’s no need.”

Sean Mason shook his head, “I’m retired. I can take care of my family.”

“Okay!”

The middle-aged general did not insist.

Sean Mason asked, “How are things going with what I asked you to prepare?”

“It’s all done.”

The middle-aged general held out a photograph and a document to Sean Mason and explained, “This is the photo of mother and daughter, and the background information of the Moore family. 10 am today, Emperor Hotel.”

“Take me there.”

Sean Mason took the photo and document and got into the middle-aged general’s jeep.

On the way.

Sean Mason scanned the document, then his icy eyes fell on the photograph. Looking at the picture of the mother and daughter hugging each other, his darkened face gradually relaxed and he softened a little.

Cecilia Moore!

The woman in the photo was 25 years old, the age of youth and beauty. With delicate features and an enchanting figure, she had the typical dynamic temperament of a working woman.

And she was the strange woman who showed up in Sean Mason’s bed five years ago!

Sean Mason didn’t remember her very well.

Sean Mason just woke up and looked at her. Soon after, someone from the Mason family broke into the house, took photos as evidence, and took Sean Mason to the police station for rape!

Sean Mason thought Cecilia Moore and the Mason family were conspirators, working together to frame him.

Cecilia Moore, it turned out, was also a victim of that conspiracy.

When he woke up, he at least looked at Cecilia Moore and knew what had happened. However, Cecilia Moore was drugged and thrown into his bed by members of the Mason family. When she woke up, she was already at the Moore family.

Throughout, Cecilia Moore had no idea of his existence and no recollection of the events of that night.

She didn’t even know why she got pregnant out of nowhere.

One hit!

That was something Sean Mason never dreamed of.

After spending two and a half months in detention at the Hilshire Detention Center, Sean Mason was suddenly and secretly sent to the North and drafted into the military. After five years of bloody expeditions, he won numerous military achievements and eventually became a General, known as the General Wolf of the North.

And now he was back!

He originally wanted to go to the Moore family and apologize to Cecilia Moore in person, but he changed his mind when he learned that she was pregnant and gave birth to a daughter.

And he had the middle-aged general personally arrange today’s meeting.

“You must have had a hard five years…”

Running his right index finger across Cecilia’s fair cheek, Sean Mason took a deep breath, a tear glinting from the corner of his eye.

“She’s so cute…”

When his right index finger landed on the four-year-old girl in Cecilia’s arms, his tearful eyes shrank slightly and burst into a gentle smile…Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

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Just when Sean Mason was on his way to the Emperor Hotel!

In the hotel!

Guests and friends filled the room with laughter. There was a peaceful atmosphere here.

The Moore Family of Hilshire were having an engagement party for their granddaughter Cecilia Moore at noon today, and Cecilia was engaged to Sean Mason!

In one of the hotel rooms, Cecilia sat impassively at the dining table, her teeth clenched. She wanted to cry, but desperately tried to hold back the tears.

“Bastard! All bastards!”

Cecilia’s mother Marcia held a piece of A4 paper in her hand. She fluttered about like a cat on hot bricks, stamping her feet and cursing. “A rapist! And violent! Spent five years in the Hilshire Detention Center! How could Cecilia marry such a man?!” said Marcia angrily.

“They clearly want to destroy Cecilia! And to ruin our family! Matthew Moore, if you have any blood left in you, if you are a man, go to that old man and get out of this marriage!”

Tears welled up in Marcia’s eyes as she spoke, “If you don’t, I… I’m gonna hit my head in the front door of the hotel!”

In Hilshire!

The Moore Family was a second-rate family of a sort. The Moore Group, founded by Carter Moore, was worth over $100 million.

Carter Moore had two sons and a daughter.

Dylan Moore, the oldest son, took over most of the Moore Group. His daughter, Lorraine Moore, married the Rodriguez family of the Crane Town. Matthew Moore, the youngest son, lost both legs in a car accident and became a loser.

Matthew Moore’s family was afraid to fight for the Moore family’s property, but Dylan Moore refused to let them go.

Dylan Moore planned this engagement party!

“Take it easy. Take it easy.”

Matthew Moore reached out to Marcia and stopped her, “After all, Cecilia is his granddaughter, one of the Moore family, and I… I don’t think he’s going to throw Cecilia into the fire…”

Matthew Moore wouldn’t believe it himself!

But what else could he do?

Matthew Moore was slumped in his wheelchair, his face flushed. His eyes were watering and his heart was bleeding. He was equally defiant and angry and he wanted to fight the Old Mr. Moore like hell!

However!

In the Moore family, the Old Mr. Moore always said what he meant, and no one dared to contradict him.

If he crossed the Old Mr. Moore, the consequences would only get worse.

“You don’t think?”

Marcia threw Matthew Moore away, pointed at the A4 paper and cried, “Are you blind? Can’t you see the profile on it? How will Cecilia survive if we let this rapist and violent freak into our family?”

“What about Phyllis? She’s only four!”

“…”

The A4 sheet of paper had Sean Mason’s personal details.

However, five years ago, the Mason family kicked out Sean Mason and his son, and completely erased the relationship between Sean Mason and the Mason family. So, here was what the Moore family found, “Sean Mason, orphaned and homeless, is a typical dangerous person with eccentric personality and twisted psychology…”

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