The Untouchable Son-In-Law: The Master Peregrine

Chapter 233: You Have No Right to Know

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

On a flight from San Francisco to Chicago, First Class.

Finn Taylor was seated next to Willow Stone. Neither of them said anything as they were both engrossed in their own books.

Finn Taylor was reading a book titled ‘Walled City,’ while the other was reading a book titled ‘Storm.’

There was another pair seated in first class that was much noisier as compared to Finn Taylor and Willow Stone. That couple even treated this as a karaoke lounge and started singing right from the start of the flight.

“Are you guys done?” At last, Willow Stone could no longer hold it in and exploded. She charged up to the other couple and splashed the glass of water next to her onto the man.

Understandably, that man flew into a rage and threw a punch at Willow Stone.

Finn Taylor hadn’t intended on stepping in, but he knew that his wife would definitely hold him accountable if her friend were to get injured in his presence.

Left with no other choice, he reached out and grabbed the other man’s hand.

That man’s name was Sean Kleine, while that woman’s name was Mia Henney.

Sean Kleine was the young master of a second-tier family in Chicago, while Mia Henney was an air stewardess. Because of how often the former flew, he had gotten to know Mia Henney.

One of them was a gold-digger, while the other one was lustful—they made for a great pair.

Men loved acting as though they were the most powerful person in the world in front of their women. But now, a woman had just splashed him with a glass of water.

It would be humiliating for him to simply take that without retaliating, yet he had never expected Finn Taylor to step forward.

The moment Finn Taylor grabbed his hand, he couldn’t help but feel like he had lost all control over his hand. It felt as though a machine had taken over control of his hand.

“Let go,” Sean Kleine yelled, but that didn’t have any effect. “If you don’t let go, I’m going to call for the flight attendants. You’re going to be arrested.”

Sean Kleine knew full well that he wasn’t going to win against Finn Taylor, yet he didn’t want to admit to that. That was why he tried to find an excuse for himself and shouted at his opponent.

Finn Taylor chuckled. “Go ahead.”

As he said so, Finn Taylor throttled the other in the neck.

It was hard for Sean Kleine to breathe, much less shout.

“Go on. Why aren’t you shouting?” Finn Taylor had a dead-hold on Sean Kleine, whose face only got more flushed by the second. The latter felt as though he was about to suffocate to death.

“If you agree to what I say, blink your eyes. Otherwise, don’t blink.” Finn Taylor continued in no hurry at all, “We need a quiet environment. Shut up and stop singing.”

Sean Kleine blinked furiously.

“You tried to attack this lady earlier on. Apologize to her later.”

Sean Kleine blinked furiously yet again.

“By an apology, I mean kneeling down to her.”

This time, Sean Kleine hesitated.

Right then, Finn Taylor tightened his grip around the other’s neck.

Sean Kleine felt awful, and he had no choice but to blink furiously yet again.

Finn Taylor finally loosened his grip. He wasn’t the slightest bit afraid that the other would go back on his word.

If this man stuck to his promise, Finn Taylor would let the other off because he wasn’t one to bear grudges. But if the other man went back on his word, he would make sure that death was his only way out.

Thankfully, Sean Kleine didn’t disappoint Finn Taylor and kneeled down to express his sincere apology to Willow Stone.

The latter couldn’t help but feel awkward.

When they returned to their seats, Willow Stone turned to Finn Taylor. “Is ‘Walled City’ interesting?”

“Well, it’s rather philosophical.”

“Tell me about it.”

“People outside the walled city try their best to enter, while those inside try their best to escape.”

“So are you planning on getting a divorce from Yvette?”

Finn Taylor had to resist the urge to slap her. ‘Look at what you’re saying. I just saved you, but you’re talking about me in this way?’

“What’s ‘Storm’ about?”

“Life is just like a storm. We go through trials and tribulations but end up with nothing.”

Finn Taylor smiled but didn’t try to argue with Willow Stone about her interpretation of the book.

Sean Kleine didn’t dare to make a sound, but he glanced at Finn Taylor from time to time.

To be honest, he now held a deep grudge against the other. It was only natural for Young Master Kleine to act that way since he had been utterly humiliated after all, but he couldn’t get his revenge here on this flight.

If he were to make a fuss this time, it wouldn’t only be Finn Taylor who would get in trouble. He would be implicated as well.

However, Finn Taylor was dead meat once they arrived in Chicago.

Finally, the plane landed in Chicago.

As soon as they got off the plane, Finn Taylor led Willow Stone to a corner.

“That’s not the way out.”

“Follow me.” Finn Taylor naturally wouldn’t leave from the official exit. His instincts told him that his mother would be waiting for him there.

Finn Taylor and Willow Stone hadn’t walked for long before someone walked up to them.

She was a beauty who looked like an angel that had descended from heaven, and she immediately took the luggage from Finn Taylor. “Did you have a good flight?”

“Not really. I haven’t taken a plane in a long time.”

The lady who had come to pick Finn Taylor was none other than Queen Felicity.

“Who’s this?” Willow Stone pointed at Felicity Rouge warily. “Finn Taylor, I knew it. You’re having an affair behind Yvette’s back!”

“Go ahead and tell Yvette about this.”

“Are you threatening me? Do you think that I won’t dare to do it?” As she said so, Willow Stone picked up her phone and snapped a few photos of Finn Taylor with Queen Felicity. “Yvette, a woman came to pick your husband up at the airport. I suspect that something is going on between the two of them.”

Yvette Larson replied very quickly. “Willow Stone, why are you and Clarine so suspicious of Finn?”

Willow Stone nearly exploded because of her best friend’s stupidity. ‘I just caught her husband in the midst of an affair. I even sent her a photo, yet she still doesn’t believe me!’

“Yvette, I really saw your husband behaving strangely with that woman. Are you sure you don’t want me to catch her for you?”

“I know Finn very well.” After her experience with Chloe Yeats, Yvette Larson had already mentally prepared herself for Finn Taylor knowing all sorts of people around the world. Besides, she would trust in her husband no matter what.

“You’re killing me!” Willow Stone was enraged, but Yvette Larson was her best friend after all. Since I’ve caught them in the act, I won’t just let this go.’

“Stop right there! What’s your name?”

Queen Felicity didn’t reply to Willow Stone but instead turned to Finn Taylor. She was obviously asking for the latter’s permission.

Finn Taylor nodded.

“Felicity.”

“What kind of stupid name is that? What’s your relationship with Finn Taylor?”

“You have no right to know.”