Madam Winters’s Fight For Her Children Chapter 692

York still wanted to explain, but the guards just covered his mouth and dragged him out.

His lackeys were so scared that their faces turned pale. They went weak in the knees and immediately
knelt on the ground as they begged for mercy.

Terry North stared at them and menacingly said, “Get out of here.”

The people there, including the most ordinary old men, had blood on their hands. It was not an easy
task to transform them.

However, handling York alone would at least bring peace to the street for at least half a month.

Terry North picked up the chair that had fallen to the ground before he sat down steadily and said,
“Bring the menu.”

When the restaurant was in chaos earlier, the owner and waiters had hidden in the kitchen. They only
came out and continued to run their business now. The owner fearfully handed Terry North the menu,
not daring to even look him in his black and profound eyes.

The owner had been running the restaurant for more than a decade. Over the years, Auguste had been
in charge. He killed people as if they were flies, and his methods were ruthless. The owner used to see
Auguste dealing with prisoners of war, and he still could not forget the scene. It was the biggest
nightmare of his life.

Auguste, whom he was most afraid of, had been killed by Terry North.

That meant Terry North was more terrifying than Auguste. Although Terry North‘s recent policy had
brought momentary peace to his restaurant, who could be sure that Terry North was not planning any



schemes?

Adina was a few steps away, and she stared blankly at Terry North

For some reason, she started walking toward him.

“Addy!”

Flint instantly stopped her.

“That is a bloodthirsty demon. He‘s even more terrifying than Auguste. Don‘t go over.”

Flint‘s warning snapped Adina out of her daze.

No matter how strong the sense of familiarity was, she did not know this person.

Perhaps she had seen Terry North taking office on TV, hence she found him familiar?

She flattened the corner of her lips before she said, “He helped me earlier, so I want to go over and
thank him.”

It was only right for her to thank him.

Morton Corporation also wanted to collaborate with Terry North.

They should take this opportunity to get to know him and explore some options in advance.

Flint quickly walked in front of Adina to shield her, and they walked toward Terry North‘s dining table
one after another.

Before they could get closer, two guards stopped them. “Stop.”



Flint stopped walking and spoke from a meter away. “Mr. Terry North, thank you for helping us earlier.
We just came to thank you.”

The man waved indifferently without looking at them.

The two guards then pointed at the door. “The boss doesn‘t like people standing on the side when he‘s
having a meal. Please leave immediately.”

Flint wanted to speak again, but Adina pulled him by the sleeve.

He pursed his lips and fell silent.

“In any case, thank you, Mr. Terry North. This meal is on us. We‘ll get out of your hair now. See you
again.”

After Adina spoke and paid for the meal at the counter, she walked out of the restaurant with Flint.

The man sitting at the dining table slowly turned around. He looked through the restaurant‘s glass pane
with his black, profound eyes and stared at the two people who were walking side by side outside.

His grip on the wine glass tightened, but he looked away apathetically.

He was an Astroysian, and those two were also from the continent of Astroy. Was it because of their
similar skin color and eyes that he developed a strong sense of familiarity?

But there were also a lot of other Astroysians in the area. Why did he not find them familiar?




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