Chapter 1760

Upon the arrival of these newcomers, all of the Greatest Families' underlings briefly stopped in their tracks. These were the same people that Poison Spider brought over from Mightwater.

At Neverland Pharmaceuticals' opening ceremony, Poison Spider ordered this same group to surround the people of Eastshire. As a result, none of the Ten Greatest Families dared to act rashly.

While there were not as many in the group this time, they were still tough opponents. In actuality, not even the fighters from the Greatest Families of Eastshire were a match for Poison Spider's faction.

At that moment, Levin's arrogant demeanor deflated as he glanced desperately at Macon, who frowned slightly. Evidently, he did not expect Poison Spider to enter the fray. Still, he remained calm as his face did not betray the slightest hint of worry.

"Matthew, you're at a wedding. Don't you think your behavior is a tad bit inappropriate? From what I hear, your dear sister is the only family you have left. Now, I'm sure you're not afraid of death, but aren't you afraid of getting your sister involved if you keep this up?" Macon drawled, almost as if the situation was not dire.

It was clear that he was threatening Matthew. If Matthew continued this fight, he would kill Natalie then.

At this moment, Sasha's expression changed. She grabbed Matthew's sleeve and said, "They have Natalie and my parents; they also have Julian and Ed. W-What should we do?"

Matthew chuckled dryly. "Don't worry about it."

Glaring at Macon, he continued, "It totally slipped my mind, but my friends have already brought Natalie and your parents safely home. On their behalf, I thank you for your hospitality. Rest assured, I will repay the favor one day."

Suddenly, Macon's smug expression disappeared. He spat, "Y-You're lying! I was there just this morning! They were still locked up! Who freed them? They're being guarded by the Grahams' best fighters. Even if you managed to find where I hid them, there's no way you could get past my guards!

Do you think I'm an idiot?"

Matthew shrugged. "Then, why don't you go ahead and give Grahams' best fighters a call?"

His complacency worried Macon.

As a result, he hurriedly called one of the fighters in charge of guarding the hostages. That man was his trusted aide that Macon had entrusted to guard Natalie and the others.

When the call was answered, the voice at the other end of the line was cold. "Master Rathbone! How do you do?"

Macon's face paled. He asked, "W-Who are you? How did you get his phone?" There was a rising panic in his voice.

The voice at the other end chuckled coldly. "Why, Master Rathbone, I'm hurt. We met not too long ago.

Have you forgotten me already?"

Panic gripped Macon's heart as he blurted, "Ambrose?"

Indeed, the person he was talking to on the phone was Ambrose.

"I see you have a good memory, Master Rathbone!"

Seething with rage, Macon shouted, "Shut up! When I wrap things up here, I'll pay you a visit! You'll be sorry then!"

Ambrose laughed. "I'll be waiting!"

Macon hung up and called another group of people. These were the henchmen who were supposed to guard Julian, Ed, and the others.

Suddenly, a phone chirped on the other side of the hall.