All Chapters of Rise From Prison: Married To A Beautiful CEO: Chapter 671
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Chapter 668 – Where Did You Get The Emblem of My Sect
*****Xavier studied the emotionally frazzled woman before him, her face contorted between disbelief and terror, and then… he smiled. A small, knowing, infuriatingly calm smile.“Well… I don’t know if that answered my question,” he said dryly, “or if I should be asking you instead… who exactly this Founding Father is supposed to be.”Leisurely…. almost mockingly, he lifted his hands to his collar and began unbuttoning his shirt. His movement was slow and purposeful.It was so sudden and utterly unexpected…Ayra’s breath caught in her throat, her eyes following his fingers, her mind lagging several steps behind reality.“What… what are you…?” she stammered.But then her words dissolved mid-sentence.Because her gaze had landed squarely on Xavier’s chest.On those perfectly sculpted abs. Those lean, defined muscles that glistened faintly under the colored lights.In an instant, her thoughts derailed. Her brain simply… shut down.Her face burned crimson.“You… you…!” she stut
Chapter 669 – Ayra’s Fear
*****“Please… tell me. Where did you get the emblem of my Sect?”For a moment, Xavier didn’t react at all.He did not blink, he did not twitch… he did nothing.His eyes simply remained on Ayra, watching her as if she had suddenly grown two heads.Her tone wasn’t just intense; it was desperate, tinged with something darker, something verging on disbelief.And right now, she was staring at him with the intensity of someone who had just seen a ghost… a stunned, almost wild look in her eyes, as if she had just caught sight of something impossibly sacred in the most unexpected of places.She looked like someone on the verge of accusing him of infiltrating a secret cult… or leading it.Everything had happened so abruptly that even Xavier, whose reflexes were honed and near-flawless, had been thrown completely off guard.Was it how Ayra had suddenly grabbed his arm without a sliver of warning?How she had yanked him with such surprising strength into the restricted office? She had
Chapter 670 – The Emblem’s Source
*****Cold sweat prickled across Mistress Ayra’s forehead in an instant, sliding down her spine in icy rivulets.Before she knew it, her limbs wobbled as though someone had drained all her energy, powerful goosebumps slowly appearing on her skin, and a cold sweat also running down her spine.Swallowing hard, her gaze finally locked on Xavier’s expression… his wide, startled eyes and slightly open mouth.But to her, it was all a lie… a feigned expression.She knew mockery when she saw it, and that "frightened" expression on Xavier’s face was no different from a predator pretending to be a mouse.It was a joke, and she, Mistress Ayra of the Nightshadow force… was the punchline.Xavier still didn’t say a word in response to her stutter. But did he even need to?No!His silence was already enough of a response.And on his face, written in every line of his calm and exaggeratedly terrified expression, was the unspoken message:‘Well... it didn’t look like you didn’t not mean it.
Chapter 671 – Ayra’s Astonishment
*****Mistress Ayra turned her head slowly to face Xavier again, and now her seriousness had already deepened into something close to desperation and helplessness.Her eyes brimmed with restrained urgency, her breath hitching unevenly as she tried to read something… anything from his face.Her chest rose and fell heavily, as though she were short of air, and her palm was damp with nervous sweat.The way she looked at Xavier now… it was almost as if he alone held the cure to a plague that had devoured her homeland for years. Or even worse… as if he were the only soul capable of waking her mother from the dead.But Xavier...He didn’t move or act. He didn’t even show any intention of reaction.Instead, he simply stared at Mistress Ayra, not blinking, not speaking. His gaze seemed detached, unfocused, as if her words were still echoing in his mind, too surreal to register.Then, slowly, he blinked, his focus sharpening. Then he looked directly into her eyes.“This founding fathe
Chapter 672 – Please Forgive Me, Sir Patriarch
*****The first time Mistress Ayra had seen Xavier had been on a seemingly ordinary night, just a few weeks back.He had walked into the pub like a shadow wearing human skin… empty, broken, and lost. He hadn’t spoken much.Instead, he looked like a man who had died standing.She had found him intriguing from that first encounter, because something about him felt… off, dangerous, and deep.This was why she had intervened when the two Lion Kings tried to pick a fight with him.But when he brushed aside her goodwill and chose to get involved in business that didn’t concern him, she had grown more curious.Who deliberately antagonizes men like the Lion Kings unless they’re either suicidal or something else entirely?She had thought he would be beaten, maybe even killed. She had even begged for mercy on his behalf. But then… the tables turned.Xavier hadn’t just survived. He had emasculated one of the Lion Kings… literally. Then he had left the other crawling for breath.Still, e
Chapter 673 – Ayra’s Speechlessness
*****“Hmmm?”Xavier blinked, confusion knitting his brows as he stared at Mistress Ayra, who had just dropped dramatically to her knees.Her forehead had hit the floor in a full kowtow, and now she was calling him… “Patriarch?”He remained frozen in place, struck dumb as the absurdity of the moment settled over him like a dense fog.A long, awkward silence stretched between them, his mind struggling to compute what his eyes were witnessing.“Patriarch?” he echoed slowly, his voice dry, one eyebrow arched in bewilderment.Mistress Ayra jolted at the sound of his voice, snapping her head up in alarm like someone who had just been caught committing treason.Her eyes darted upward, meeting Xavier’s dumbfounded gaze… and then it hit her.She saw it.That expression on his face.He was genuinely confused, not pretending nor being coy.He genuinely had no clue why she was groveling at his feet.Ayra’s pupils dilated as realization crept in. The reverence she had just shown? The
Chapter 674 – Ayra’s Speechlessness II
*****Ayra didn’t need to finish the sentence. The damage was already done.Xavier stood there like a statue. His arms hung by his sides. His expression was so blank that one could’ve mistaken him for an unplugged mannequin.Memories swirled in his mind… his master, the deathbed, and the tearful passing of the pendant.He could still see the old man’s wrinkled fingers clutching his wrist, pressing the pendant into his palm, and whispering words like, “Restore the sect,” and “Guide them with wisdom…”Never once did he say “Congratulations on your promotion.” Or “You are now the patriarch of my sect.”“Wait!” Xavier suddenly blurted out, startling Ayra so badly she nearly toppled backward.She looked up, wide-eyed, as he muttered to himself like a man who had just discovered his wallet had been emptied.“Now that I think about it… that crafty old man never actually said I wouldn’t become the patriarch. I just… assumed.” He paused. “I assumed wrong.”His face twisted into a scow
Chapter 675 – The Token’s Mystery
*****Ayra knelt in absolute stupefaction, staring up at Xavier as if she had just watched a goat casually solve a quantum mechanics equation.Her jaw fell so wide, she could’ve caught flies, or possibly a medium-sized mango.Her brain went on strike, arms crossed, demanding hazard pay.“You… want to reject the patriarchal position?” she finally choked out, each word sounding as though it had been dragged out of her soul with forceps.Xavier nodded his head instantly, without an ounce of drama, like he was agreeing to pass the salt.Ayra’s mouth twitched uncontrollably, a cocktail of emotions brewing behind her eyes. Was she supposed to laugh? Cry? Throw something?“Sir… do you have any idea how many people are willing to die… like literally drop dead for this position?” she asked, letting out a bitter chuckle, the kind that sounded more like someone trying not to scream.“Powerful elders and respected masters of the sect would go on a full-blown murder spree just for a chance
Chapter 676 – The Interaction in the Dimly Lit Room
*****“This…”Xavier couldn’t help but freeze for a second, blinking as if the air had just punched him in the chest.Ayra’s explanation had left him mentally stupefied, and with this, his jaw couldn’t help but shift, his brows folding into a knot as her words sank in.“Bonded to my soul? Can’t take it off or give it to someone else?” he muttered, his eyes narrowing as he slowly turned his gaze back to her. “Doesn’t that… kind of make someone a permanent slave to it?”His voice was low and skeptical, laced with a blend of sarcasm and real concern.But Ayra only smiled gently, her expression unoffended and tinged with a trace of fondness… as though she had heard this complaint a thousand times and grown too old to argue.“Actually,” she replied with a graceful shrug, “that was the unfortunate side effect of the true reason the token was designed that way.”Her voice was soft, but it carried conviction. She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and gave him a pointed look
Chapter 677 – The Nightshadow Sect’s Fall I
*****Xavier exhaled slowly after a moment, the weight in his chest lifting as understanding replaced resentment.Maybe the old man never had time to explain. Maybe… I never asked. He had taken the token back then without question, eager and hot-blooded.He hadn’t known the burden and hadn’t cared. Not until it was already around his neck.Xavier’s hand slowly released the chain, letting the pendant settle gently against his chest. Then a low sigh left his lips.Ayra was watching him the entire time… every flicker of thought and every twitch of emotion in his eyes. When he looked up at her again, she stood at attention, expression unreadable.“I understand now,” he said, his tone calm but resolute. “Grandpa Zev meant well. He built the token to protect the position… to protect the vision he believed in.”A beat of silence.Then Xavier’s lips curled into a mischievous smirk, and he tilted his head slightly.“But tell me something,” he said, his voice suddenly laced with dry sa