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Leonard Isn't As Simple As You Think:
Author: Lonely Wolf
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Thud!

"Ma…Master!"

Sweat broke out on Charles's forehead, his legs trembled so badly that he was forced to kneel, shocking everyone.

Leonard immediately glared at him which shut him up instantly. It was then that Leonard realised that Charles was part of the dark dragon due to his reaction.

Martin stared at his father in shock. So were the employees and Trisha, as well as Cordelia.

'The Almighty Charles Luther fell to his knees at the sight of Leonard!'

'Who really is Leonard?'

'He's definitely not an ordinary person!'

"Dad?! What are you doing? You shouldn't be kneeling to a rifraf like Leonard. He's just a common live-in son-in-law who doesn't even know how to keep a woman," Martin said, embrassed hat his father had brought himself low in public.

Charles's face turned red in anger and he stood up and gave Martin a slap!

"Martin, didn't I teach you how to behave in front of elders?" Charles fired at his son, his eyes red in anger but fear were evident in his eyes.

Martin he
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