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The ultimate husband

Chapter 5150
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Chapter 5150

Ambrose sat alone in the pavilion for a while after Neil left. Then, he returned to his room

and began cultivating with his legs crossed.

Ambrose wished to see Heather, but it was already dark. Even though the two were

recognized as lovers, they had not yet married, so he could not violate social etiquette.

More importantly, Heather had been taking care of the baby.

The Sea Dragon Palace attacked Donghai City's branch altar because of that baby,

resulting in the tragic deaths of over ten thousand disciples.

Ambrose did not want to go there. He was afraid that he could not control his emotions

when he saw the baby.

Time passed.

Ambrose sighed and slowly opened his eyes after a night's sleep.

Ambrose felt full of internal energy after a night of cultivation, but he was not happy. He

felt a dull pain in his heart as he remembered the miserable death of nearly ten thousand

disciples in Donghai City.

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Ambrose took a deep breath, slowly stood up, and pushed the door open, looking out at

the bright sky.

Outside, Ambrose waved to a nearby maid and asked, "Have you heard anything about

Master Wilson since he left last night?”

He must have found out the truth as he had been gone for so long.

However, the maid shook her head and said, "I haven't heard any news from him since he

left."

No news?

Ambrose felt a little depressed. What happened? Did Uncle Wilson and others get into

trouble?

Ambrose hurried to the front hall without stopping to think about it.

When he arrived at the front hall, he saw Debra sitting there, discussing the situation with

the Hidden Hero Sect's elders. She was discussing the issue of the Sea Dragon Palace.

She was also aware of the raid at Elysium Gate's branch altar in Donghai City the day

before.

"Aunt Debra."

At that time, Ambrose walked in quickly and greeted her respectfully." Uncle Wilson left

last night. Is something wrong?" Although Debra and Darryl were never married, Ambrose

had always respected her and called her aunt.

Debra breathed a sigh of relief and replied, "I just got the news." "The Sea Dragon Palace

sent 200,000 people, mainly aiming at Elysium Gate. The leader is a pirate called

Forsythe, but your Uncle Wilson secretly found that the real commander is actually a

young man named Hackett Lambert.

"But Hackett's whereabouts are very mysterious, and he hasn't shown up yet.

"According to the information sent by your Uncle Wilson, he is investigating Hackett's

whereabouts. Before we find him, we should not act rashly."

When she said that, her delicate face looked solemn.

Hackett Lambert?

Ambrose was taken aback when he heard the name and had an idea." Hackett must be

the young man I met on Dragon King Island with Neil. His power is unfathomable, and his

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cultivation method is heinous."

Ambrose still had a lingering fear at the thought of the fight with his opponent.

The situation at that time had been dangerous. The two of them could not defeat Hackett

even if they worked together, and they almost died at the bottom of the sea.

Debra frowned slightly. "Your opponent is so powerful? It seems like we are going to have

a fierce battle."

Then, she turned to Ambrose and said gently, "Ambrose, don't worry. Let's wait for

Wilson's next news. If there is a chance, the Hidden Hero Sect will definitely help you."

Ambrose nodded and said, "Thank you, Aunt Debra."

After chatting for a while, Ambrose left the hall and walked toward the backyard.

Heather would have woken up, and Ambrose wanted to ask her to have breakfast with

him.

Ambrose quickened his pace as he considered that.

"Ambrose!"

He heard a joyful voice as soon as she arrived at the backyard corridor. Then, a slim figure

came from the direction of the guest room.

It was not Heather, but a girl around 18 or 19 years old.

She looked young and beautiful in a short red skirt and a high ponytail.