The Healing Avenger novel Chapter 320

In the old governor’s residence, resided the Wahlstrom family.

A convoy of seven to eight vehicles discreetly made its way in, coming to a halt in front of the main building.

At the entrance, in the depth of the night, the sleepless Theoden, accompanied by a few members of the Wahlstrom family and Spencer, stepped forward to meet them.

The car doors swung open in unison, and one by one, men dressed in black, exuding an aura of icy sternness, stepped out.

They skillfully dispersed, intentionally guarding the car in the middle.

Only then did the door of the car open, and out stepped a young man. He was tall and upright, his handsome features radiating a strikingly gallant aura.

He walked over and opened the rear car door. “Grandpa, we've arrived!”

A foot stepped out from within.

It was an elderly man, who was nearly ninety yet showed no signs of aging, with a stern countenance and a hawk-like nose.

Upon seeing him, Theoden, Spencer, and the others couldn't help but stiffen a bit.

That was because the man standing before them was Norman, the underworld king of Jipsdale, the strongest in Jacaster.

Norman turned back to look at Theoden, a meaningful smile appearing on his stern face. “It's been six or seven years since we last met, Theoden. It seems your spirit has only improved.”

With a calm demeanor, Theoden gestured with his hand and said, “Norman, please come in.”

Although Theoden controlled the underworld of the five states, he seemed no less powerful than Norman, who had firmly established his influence over two states along Jacaster.

But in reality, the wise ones knew well that Norman, who had established his roots in the Jipsdale, was no less formidable than Theoden.

Due to Jipsdale's position in Loang, as well as the status of the two states of Jacaster within Loang, Norman's strength was inevitable.

Not to mention, before he made a name for himself, he was working under Norman.

Norman turned his head and said, “Skylar, you all stay outside. I'll have a chat with Old Mr. Wahlstrom.”

Skylar Dunn responded, “Yes!”

Subsequently, Norman walked over there all by himself.

Theoden had cleared the main road for him.

However, as he turned to the side, he caught sight of another person in the corner of his eye, seated right next to where Norman had just been.

A slight tremor resonated in Theoden's heart. Why is he here as well?

Soon, the car door closed. Theoden composed himself and signaled others not to follow. He walked alone with Norman, passing through the front hall to reach the backyard.

The housekeepers had already prepared coffee for the men.

With courtesy, Theoden said, “Norman, please have a seat!”

Norman waved his hand with a smile. “Theoden, we are buddies, after all. You are still the king of the underworld in the five states. There's no need to be so formal with me.”

As he spoke, he took a seat.

Only then did Theoden sit down, pouring a cup of coffee and sliding it forward. “Norman, it's been almost twenty years since your last visit to Nuthana. I thought you would never come again in this lifetime.”

Norman picked up his cup, saying with profound meaning, “I truly don't wish to wander around anymore. After all, I am of such an age now. But alas, I had no choice but to come!”

At that point, he gave Theoden a profound look.

Theoden sighed lightly. “You're here for the two children adopted by Marisol, aren't you?”

Norman took a sip of his coffee and said, “Tell me, who exactly is this young man? He must be someone special to earn your unwavering support. Also...”

Pausing, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes. “What kind of background does he have that allows Josef to disregard even my dignity and let go of the grudge for his son's ruin?”

What? Theoden's pupils suddenly contracted. “Is Jacqueline your biological granddaughter? Is she not an orphan adopted by Marisol?”

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