All Chapters of Return of The Supreme General: Chapter 31
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031. A Distasteful Public Saga
Janine, seeing what Klaus was about to do, rushed forward with her hands trembling as she reached for the gown. “Klaus, please! Don’t do this!” she cried out desperately, but Klaus who was towering with rage, snatched the dress away and hold it high above her reach. “You think you can defy me, Janine?” he sneered, “You think you can humiliate me and still get your little fairytale ending? Not on my watch.” “Klaus, stop this madness!” Robert shouted from behind, “This isn’t just about her, it’s about the man you’ve become!” But Klaus paid no heed, his eyes fixed solely on Janine. He grabbed her roughly by her hair, his grip like iron, and dragged her toward the front of the estate. “If you’re so keen on putting on a show, let’s make it a public one!” His grip tightened on her hair as he dragged her towards the estate’s front steps. Her cries of pain echoed but Klaus seemed deaf to them. “Klaus! Let her go!” Helen’s frail voice broke through the tension, but her pleas were ignore
032. It Becomes More Entertaining
Janine’s tear-streaked face lifted slowly, her body trembling as she tried to gather herself. Her blurry vision cleared, and her breath hitched when she saw Asher standing before her.His strong arms still supported her, but his gaze was unlike anything she’d ever seen before, cold, intense, and burning with fury.“Asher…” she whispered, her voice cracking, unable to say more.Asher’s jaw tightened. He straightened her on her feet but didn’t let go, his piercing eyes locking onto hers. “Janine,” he began, his voice low but laced with anger.“why are you here? Why are you letting yourself suffer this from him?” His words were sharp, almost accusatory, as if her tears alone were unacceptable to him.Janine opened her mouth to respond, but no words came out, just a fresh wave of tears. She shook her head, sobs choking her.The crowd, silent, watched the exchange, their earlier shock replaced by curiosity and sympathy.Asher’s grip on her arms softened, but his frustration only grew. He l
033. The Fake Heir
Asher’s grip on Klaus’s face tightened, his fingers pressing hard into his jaw, holding him in place like he was trying to force him to face the truth of his actions.His sharp eyes turned to Janine, who stood a few feet away, frozen in shock. Her face was pale, and her shoulders shook as if the weight of everything that had happened was too much to bear.“Janine,” Asher said, his voice calmer now but firm. “Come here.”She hesitated, glancing between Klaus, who looked weak and defeated, and Asher, whose strong and protective presence felt almost too much to handle. Still, she didn’t move.Her eyes fell to the shredded remains of her dress lying on the floor, a painful reminder of everything Klaus had taken from her—her pride, her dreams, and her confidence.Asher took a step closer, still gripping Klaus by the collar.“Janine,” he said again, his voice steadier now, breaking through her haze of despair.“I know you’re tired. I know it feels like everything’s falling apart. But this
034. The Selfish Maid
The room went silent, eyes wide with shock. People exchanged confused glances, trying to take in what the Supreme General had just said. Asher stopped at the door, his presence making everyone hold their breath. The room was completely silent except for the quiet murmurs spreading through the crowd. Asher’s eyes locked on Klaus, who now looked pale. He turned to the crowd and spoke, his voice cutting through the tension.“Since we’re all sharing truths, here’s one more for you,” Asher said, each word clear and strong, like a punch to the gut.“The man who calls himself Klaus Masterson is a fraud. He’s not even a true Masterson. His blood doesn’t run in this family.”The room erupted in shock. People gasped and whispered. Helen shook with disbelief, clutching her chest as if trying to stop the rush of emotions.Robert, usually calm, stood still, his face hardening as he looked back and forth between Asher and Klaus.Klaus went pale, his confident smile gone. He stammered, struggling
035. The Fake Prince Punishment
Klaus’s voice broke the silence, filled with panic and anger.“You’re lying, Asher!” he shouted, fists clenched, shaking with rage. “You’ve hated me from the start! This is just your way of destroying me, everything I’ve worked for!”Asher stood firm, unfazed by Klaus’s outburst. His calm, steady gaze never left Klaus, his face unreadable, but his presence alone was commanding and powerful.When he finally spoke, his voice was calm, deliberate, and far more menacing than Klaus’s frantic shouting.“Morgana,” Asher said, his tone carrying the weight of command, “bring the DNA results.”The crowd gasped, whispers quickly spreading, each one adding to the growing tension in the room.Morgana, standing at the edge of the crowd, stepped forward and handed Asher a sealed envelope. Her face was emotionless.Klaus’s fury shifted to panic as he watched Asher take the envelope.“This is insane!” Klaus yelled, his voice shaking. “What kind of man meddles in other people’s lives like this?"“You t
036. Janine, The Brightest Star
Klaus started shaking desperately as Janine approached him with her hand trembling but raised.“Janine, no! Please, I’m sorry!” he cried, his voice cracking. But the words were hollow, filled with panic, not remorse.His eyes darted frantically to Asher and Morgana, silently begging them to intervene, but neither moved a muscle. He was trapped.Janine stopped just a step away, her breathing uneven as pain and anger sparked in her eyes.“Klaus,” she said, her voice low but steady, carrying the weight of all she had endured, “you called me weak. You called me worthless. But you know what weakness really is?”Before he could respond, she slapped him. The sound cracked like thunder. Klaus staggered slightly, his head snapped to the side and his cheek glowed red.The crowd held their breath, stunned by the raw power of the moment. Janine stood tall, her fiery gaze locked on Klaus, showing a strength no one had ever given her credit for.“What’s weak,” she continued, her voice growing stro
037. They Will Answer To Me
Janine’s gaze lifted to meet Asher’s, her expression caught between disbelief and confusion. “A name so bright?” she murmured, her voice barely audible. For a moment, Janine let herself imagine what it would feel like, what it might mean to be seen, cared for, and untouchable. But just as quickly, she snapped herself back into reality, her walls locking firmly in place.“Don’t bother, Asher,” she said, her voice shaking with frustration and resignation. “I told you, I don’t have it in me anymore. This… all of this… it’s just too much.”Asher didn’t flinch, his face was calm but determined.“I’ve heard those words before,” he said, his voice steady as he stepped closer. “From soldiers who thought they couldn’t take one more step, fight one more battle. You know what I told them?”Janine shook her head, unsure whether she wanted to hear the answer.“I told them that greatness isn’t born in comfort,” he said, his voice low and steady, like the calm before a storm. “It’s forged in fir
038. Stairway For The Powerful
As Asher and Janine made their way toward the grand court, the lanterns along the path seemed to highlight their every step. Their presence was undeniable, and behind them, Morgana kept a close watch, her gaze moving through the crowd, making sure no one dared to disrupt them.Janine, still trying to adjust to this new world, walked beside Asher, her fingers brushing the fabric of the gown as she tried to steady herself. Asher walked with calm assurance, occasionally speaking to her in quiet tones, offering support, though his focus never wavered.But then, Asher’s attention shifted, his sharp ears picking up fragments of a nearby conversation, pulling his focus away from Janine. His instincts kicked in, and he paused for a moment, as though sensing something was amiss.As Asher’s steps slowed, his attention shifted to a group of men standing nearby. These weren’t just any men, they were ministers, merchants, and influential figures from powerful families, their voices low but sha
039. Know Your Place
As Asher reached the top of the stairs, the room fell silent, every eye locked on him. Among the crowd, Harry, a stout merchant with sharp eyes felt a hot rush of indignation bubble up. He had spent years climbing his way up the social ladder, eager to win Ambrose's favor, and now this soldier, this outsider, was stealing the spotlight."Who does he think he is?" Harry muttered, his voice low but seething with frustration. "Just a soldier, acting like he owns the place."Before he could take another step, a firm hand shot out and grabbed his arm, halting him. It was Ambrose, his grip tight, his voice steady but with an edge."Harry, hold on," Ambrose said, his tone a warning. "This isn't the moment to make a scene."Harry pulled against Ambrose's hold, his face flushed with anger. "But this is disrespectful, Ambrose! Someone has to put him in his place!"Ambrose’s eyes narrowed, and he kept his grip firm. "The time is not now," he said coldly. "We’ll strike when the moment is right.
040. Seat Of Power
"Hey, what are you—" Harry's voice was cut off before he could finish the sentence.Without warning, Morgana's hand rose, and a slap landed with a sharp crack that silenced the room. Harry's eyes widened in disbelief as he staggered back, clutching his burning cheek.The crowd, previously murmuring in quiet conversation, fell into a stunned silence. All eyes were now on Morgana, her glare fierce and unrelenting.Harry’s breath hitched, his fury simmering beneath his words as he sputtered, "Y-You dare—"Morgana cut him off, her voice cold and controlled, filled with disdain. "That's what suits you, Harry," she said, her gaze unwavering. "And I won’t hesitate to do it again, over and over, until you learn your place."“Y-You dare—” Harry stammered, his face filled with fury. “You dare raise your hand against me in the ruler’s hall? This is an act of defiance! You think you’re above the law?”Morgana didn’t hesitate, her eyes filled with fiery anger.“Law?” she scoffed. “You hide behi