The Supreme Man: Took Everything in Power
Chapter 711 Taking Miss Home

Glass shards were scattered all over the floor.

Clang! The doorknob fell to the ground too.

Cassius and Kingsley both turned to look in the same direction.

They saw several men dressed in black suits walking menacingly through the doorway.

Each of these men stood over six feet tall, with imposing and robust physiques.

They were undoubtedly professionally trained bodyguards.

"Who are you?" Cassius' expression turned fierce, and it exuded the aura of an underworld boss.

At that moment, an elderly man wearing a navy padded jacket walked into the shop from among the bodyguards.

"We've come to take Miss Shannon home," he said with a deep voice.

This elderly man, Horace Stewart, was in his sixties. Even though he was not tall, he still had a strong display of an underworld boss. He looked sharply at Cassius. "Old Mr. Timothy heard that Miss Shannon wasn't feeling well, so he sent us to bring her home."

After hearing the commotion, Cassius' wife also walked over.

As soon as she saw the elderly man, her face changed immediately. "Mr. Stewart, why are you here?"

"Miss Shannon," Horace greeted. "It has been seventeen years since you last returned home. Old Mr. Timothy misses you very much.

A while ago, he heard that you were admitted to the hospital due to your heart condition, and he has wanted to bring you back home since then. However, he held back as he had considered the decent progress from the Nightfall Gang recently."

Horace's face turned cold as he spoke.

"Now that Cassius has withdrawn from the underworld and retreated to this small county town, he can't provide you with a good life.

He couldn't get the top-notch medical resources for your treatment. Old Mr. Timothy is worried about your health, so he sent me to bring you home."

"I won't go back. My husband and son are here. Why should I return to that home? Besides, my father is a murderer. I won't live with a killer!" Shannon shook her head and said with teary eyes.

"Miss Shannon, your mother passed away due to heart disease, and you've inherited the same health issues. You need to treat it seriously. Cassius is just a useless man.

Why are you so insistent on staying with him? Does he have the money to treat your illness?

Come with me, and we will go back to the Timothys' together. Old Mr. Timothy will arrange for the best doctors to treat you," Horace said seriously.

As he spoke, he tried to reach for Shannon's arm, but Cassius stepped forward and stood in front of his wife.

"She's my wife. No one can take her away. I'll earn as much money as I can for her treatment.

We don't need your crocodile tears.

You must cross my body first if you want to take her away."

"You want to challenge me?" Horace's face turned icy. "Cassius, you should know who I am, right? Do you really think you can fight against me?"

Cassius stood his ground. "I know you're from the Timothy Family, and you're skilled.

But I will protect my women. You won't take her away from me."

Listening to their aggressive conversation, Kingsley clearly grasped the situation.

Cassius' wife was Shannon Timothy, the heiress of the wealthy Timothy Family.

For some reason, her father agreed to their marriage because Cassius was still in the Nightfall Gang.

But recently, Shannon's hereditary heart condition flared up, and Cassius had left the Nightfall Gang. As a result, her father decided to bring her back to the Timothy Family.

However, Shannon held a grudge against her father, and she assumed he was a murderer. Or, for some other reason, she refused to go home.

However, the two things they mentioned caught Kingsley's attention.

The first was Horace's name.

The head of the Stewart Family from Diosna was Adrian Stewart, and they might be brothers.