The Untouchable Son-In-Law: The Master Peregrine

Chapter 284: Clarine Landon’s Missing

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

With Vincent Smith’s command, five to six muscular men rushed into the room, heading straight for Yvette Larson.

The latter had come alone today. Although she was left helpless, she never spared her family a glance.

She knew full well that not a single one of them would provide her with any assistance. As such, she would never stoop so low as to beg for their help.

Even up until now, Quince Larson was sure that his cousin would go down on her knees to ask for his help. Yet, what he saw was a resolute and stubborn expression.

That was nothing like what Quince Larson was expecting. He wanted to see his cousin pitiful, throwing aside her dignity to beg him for help.

It was obvious that the latter looked down on him.

“Yvette Larson, are you not going to ask us for help?” Quince Larson was fuming so badly that he had actually taken the initiative to ask that question.

“Ask you for help? Take a look in the mirror. Do you really think you’d be able to defeat any of them? Besides, do you really think they’ll dare to do anything to me? I’m good friends with Third Master Gold. Even the Gold family’s princess—Kimberly Gold—respects me. If you dare to touch even a strand of my hair, just wait and see what will happen to you.”

Yvette Larson’s words stunned the men in black. ‘Offending her means offending Third Master Gold! Who knows what will happen if we really offend Third Master Gold?’

Vincent Smith glanced at his men—who dared not grab hold of the woman in front of them just because of what she had said—and flared up. “Have you guys gone out of your mind? Why are you afraid of her? Just grab hold of her! Do you think she’ll be able to escape from your grasp?”

The men in black nodded, agreeing with their boss. Only then did they approach their target again.

Of course, Yvette Larson was no match for them. Although she appeared calm and collected on the surface, she was in a fluster.

…

“Yvette Larson, oh Yvette Larson. I’ve been looking for you for a long time. So this is where you’ve been hiding.” A voice sounded just then, and a man walked in.

Everyone’s eyes shot to the newcomer—it was Hunter Sullivan.

“Oh, there are so many people here.” He walked up to Yvette Larson, his eyes set on the men in black. “What’s going on? Does she owe you money?”

Perhaps those men would’ve dared to grab Yvette Larson before, but that courage dissipated immediately in front of Hunter Sullivan. They didn’t even dare to look him in the eye.

Who was he?

He was one of the ten most important figures in New York! Although he hadn’t opened a company here in San Francisco, everyone still held great respect toward him.

“Back down!” Hunter Sullivan walked toward the group while standing up for Yvette Larson.

Of course, not a single person dared to oppose him.

Vincent Smith was no different from a dead man, not daring to utter a word.

How Vincent Smith wished that the other man would ignore him. Otherwise, he’d be a dead man.

He was nothing when compared to the Sullivan family of New York. If Hunter Sullivan really wanted to deal with his company, it would go bust in a matter of days.

There was an itch in Quince Larson’s heart. ‘I can’t let my cousin leave just like that. If I do, I’d be nothing but a coward.’

However, there was no way he’d dare to go against Hunter Sullivan. As such, he could only helplessly watch on as the other left with his cousin.

After leaving the residence and getting into the car, Yvette Larson spoke up. “Hunter Sullivan, thank you so much for your help this time.”

Although she hadn’t expressed it earlier on, she had truly feared for her life. She knew that those men were capable of doing anything.

Nobody could ensure her safety if she were to fall into their hands.

What she didn’t know was that the man who had saved her was equally terrified. ‘Finn Taylor had personally warned me that I’d be dead if anything happened to his wife this time.’

Thus, Hunter Sullivan had been waiting nearby after learning that his boss’s wife would be visiting the Larson family’s residence.

Upon realizing that many outsiders had entered the compound, there was no hesitation before he rushed in.

Only after sending Yvette Larson home and watching her walk through the gates did he finally feel a weight lift off his chest.

As Yvette Larson entered the main door, she realized that they had two visitors—Kenneth Landon and Cassandra Campbell, Clarine Landon’s parents.

Because of the Sanders family, Yvette Larson had gotten into a conflict with the couple. Thus, their relationship was no longer as good as it once used to be.

Logically speaking, there was no reason for them to visit Number One Pacific Heights, but here they were.

It seemed like something major had happened.

“Uncle Kenneth, Auntie Cassandra, did something happen?” Although they weren’t on great terms, Yvette Larson still respected the couple on her best friend’s account.

“Yvette, Clarine is missing.”

“Missing?”

Cassandra Campbell sobbed as she picked up the other’s hand.

‘What’s going on? Why would Clarine suddenly go missing?’ The latter felt her heart pound rapidly against her chest. “Auntie, tell me more. When did Clarine go missing? What did she do before that?”

“She received a phone call and headed out, but she hasn’t been back since. I tried calling her, but her phone has been switched off.”

“Who called her?”

“I don’t know, but I heard her saying: ‘You’re her best friend. How could you be so inhumane?'”

The first person that came to Yvette Larson’s mind was Willow Stone. ‘If that’s the case, I will never let the other go for kidnapping Clarine.’

“Auntie, don’t worry. Clarine is smart, so she won’t let anything happen to herself. Maybe her phone is just out of battery. Don’t worry.” Yvette Larson tried to comfort the other.

“Yvette, we’re leaving. Be careful; the person who kidnapped Clarine might try to do the same to you.”

Yvette Larson thanked the couple before personally sending them off. No matter what their relationship was like, the couple truly cared for her.

Naturally, she would reciprocate their kindness.