Cherished By Seven Sisters

Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle Chapter 1008



Cherished By Seven Sisters 

Chapter 1008 Friends 

Igors expression changed, and he quickly waved his hand, saying, “Master Donnelly, you’ve misunderstood. I merely asked out of curiosity. I didn’t give Mr. Lund a hard time.” 

Inwardly, he added, How could I possibly give that monster a hard time? I should count myself lucky if he doesn’t give me a hard time, 

Nedley’s face darkened as he said, “I don’t care what your status is in the Jagger Association, but since you’ve accepted me as your teacher, I have the authority to discipline you. If I find out that you’ve provoked Emrys, don’t blame me for turning hostile. I can heal your arm, I can also disable it. Consider your actions carefully!” 

“Master Donnelly, calm down, I really didn’t do anything to Mr. Lund.” 

Igor smiled wryly. 

He probably had a sense of what was going on. It seemed that Nedley didn’t know Emrys’s identity as a martial artist. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have warned him like that. 

Nedley snorted, “You better not!” 

but 

Igor could only patiently appease Nedley. After Nedley calmed down, he asked again, “Master Donnelly, are you friends with Mr. Lund?” 

“Of course!” 

“How long have you known him for?” 

“The length of time we’ve known each other doesn’t matter. Two people who don’t get along can’t become friends even if they’ve known each other for a long time. But even though Emrys and I, even though we’ve only known each other for less than an hour, hit it off right away. From the moment I first saw him, he gave me a sense of familiarity as if I’d met him before. I felt that he was extraordinary. Sure enough, after some in–depth conversation, I realized that he is the confidant I’ve been waiting for, a friend I can deeply connect with.” 

After Nedley’s heartfelt words, Igor only remembered one thing: he and Emrys had known each other for less than an hour. 

Emrys was really something! 

He knew that very few people could make Nedley say such things. 

Emrys was one of them. 

Nedley was already singing his praises even though they met for less than an hour. It was 

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Chapter 1008 Friends 

Of course, these weren’t Igor’s main concerns, 

He paused and asked, “Teacher, do you know what relationship Mr. Lund has with the Montague Association? He seems to be quite close to the daughter of the Montague Association’s president.” 

“What Montague Association? I don’t know about that. And your Jagger Association, don’t mention it in front of me. I’m not interested in your petty matters. I believe Emrys definitely has no interest in getting involved in your mess. Emrys is someone who would dedicate himself to traditional medicine in Chanaca. We’re all people who love our country, so I understand him. Don’t bring up these nonsense matters of Jetroina in the future!” 

Seeing Nedley speak like this, Igor naturally couldn’t say anything more. He just hoped that Emrys, as Nedley said, wasn’t interested in their affairs! Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

Otherwise, if Emrys really got involved, it would be very unfavorable for Jagger Association. 

Inside the extended black MPV, Chloe was silent for a long time before turning to ask Emrys, “Mr. Lund, are you a martial artist?” 

Martial artists from Chanaea were never a secret. After she witnessed the power unleashed by Emrys, it wasn’t difficult to deduce his identity. 

Emrys laughed and asked, “Ms. Chloe, you previously mentioned that your judgment of people is quite accurate, right? Do you think I am a martial artist?” 

“I believe you are a martial artist. Otherwise, there’s no way you powerful kick.” 

I have unleashed such 

“You indeed have a keen eye, Ms. Chloe.’ 

Thank you for the compliment, but it has nothing to do with having a keen eye. Any normal person who saw that scene just now could guess it.” 

“Actually, there’s something even more impressive about me. Why don’t you take a guess?” 

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