All Chapters of AWAKENED ADRIAN LACANSTER : Chapter 151
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CHAPTER 151- Ferrari vs Sedan
A hush rippled through the line of supercars as the green Ferrari’s wing door lifted with a hiss.The driver stepped out in a flash of emerald suit and diamond cufflinks.There was no remorse in his expression only arrogance.He strode straight to Adrian’s black sedan.His knuckles tightened as he jabbed his hand at him furiously.“You bastard,” he barked.“How dare you scratch my car with this piece of garbage?""Are you blind or just stupid?”Gasps flicked through the nearby onlookers.Inside the sedan, Adrian’s gaze hardened to ice.He exhaled once, slow and lethal, before pushing the door open.The crowd’s murmur swelled as he stepped out.Tall and composed.Every line of him radiated quiet dominance.He just came here to attend the event like everyone else... And now some random bastard was insulting him.“What did you just say?” Adrian said glaring at him.The Ferrari driver sneered, waving a manicured hand toward his own car.“You heard me. You scratched this beauty. Apologize
CHAPTER 152- Old Ties
The standoff between them attracted more attention from onlookers.From the crowd, a woman in a golden gown gasped.“Isn’t that Victor Winslow?” she whispered to her companion, voice rising with excitement.Another man, eyes wide, chimed in. “The rising billionaire? I heard his uncle’s a top army official!”The buzz grew and it seemed to feed Victor’s ego even more Victor’s chest swelled. He pivoted dramatically toward the growing audience as soon as he realized he had had enough crowd attention.“I was just trying to park,” he announced, projecting his voice like a stage actor, “when this man—” he jabbed a jeweled finger toward Adrian—“cut across me and scratched my brand-new Ferrari. I bought it two days ago!”Gasps flared like sparks through the onlookers.All of them turned to Adrian, their eyes filled with judgment.Did this man have no respect?How would a Sedan be dragging a parking space with a Ferrari?A tall executive in a silver tie muttered loudly enough for all to hear,
CHAPTER 153- New Catch
Isabelle’s throat worked as she forced the words out. “Yes,” she said at last. “He’s… my ex-husband. The one I told you about.” Her jaw tightened. “The one who tried to destroy my life.” A low murmur rippled through the onlookers—ex-husband? Victor’s stare sharpened, ego prickling. “So you’re Adrian,” he said, each syllable edged with contempt. But Adrian didn’t spare him a glance. His gaze stayed locked on Isabelle, calm as a blade resting on stone. “You look… better,” he said quietly, the faintest smirk touching his mouth, “than your adulterous partner Lucian.” The name struck like a thrown knife. Adrian’s voice remained almost casual. “I paid him a visit,” he added, the corner of his mouth curving in a cold half-smile. “He’s rotting in prison now.” The air between them tightened. Isabelle finally found her voice, her composure cracking. “Are you not tired of causing trouble, huh?” she snapped, her heels clicking sharply against the marble. “What exa
CHAPTER 154- Left Over
Victor nodded, scowling. “Apparently.” Isabelle laughed scornfully. “Unbelievable,” she said, her eyes raking Adrian up and down with contempt. “Just because you’re mingling with people way above your class, you think you’re one of the elites?” Her eyes narrowed in anger. “Move that stupid car of yours,” she snapped, her voice ringing across the marble lot, “before I call a bulldozer to crush it.” The crowd murmured in shock as the tension thickened. One of the valets, a young man in a crisp navy vest hurried and bowed slightly as he reached the circle of onlookers. “Excuse me, sir,” he said carefully, eyes flicking from Victor to Adrian. “Mr. Winslow, we’ll need you to move your vehicle. Vice-President Julia sent word—this VIP slot is reserved for a black sedan.” For a heartbeat, the courtyard froze. Did they just hear him right? The VIP space was reserved for this man? That was the funniest thing anyone could ever hear. The crowd, which was silent for a minu
CHAPTER 155- Blazing Bet
He planted a jeweled finger against his own chest. “I am Victor Winslow. Multi-billionaire. My uncle is a top-ranking military official. "I have connections you can’t even dream of.” His eyes gleamed with menace as he leaned closer. “Vice-President Julia will endorse me in no time. This entire event is mine for the taking.” Victor’s voice dropped to a dark growl. “Rebelling against me is like signing your own death warrant.” He jabbed a finger toward Adrian, then at the shaken valet. “If you know what’s good for you, go down on your knees.” his lips curled into a vicious smile. “...and bark like a dog. Maybe then I’ll let you crawl out of here alive.” Silence enveloped the whole area as eyes swung back to Adrian, waiting to see if he would bend or kneel. Adrian’s eyes narrowed at them. “Me… kneel?” He took a single, deliberate step forward. “Even Vice-President Julia can't make me kneel.” The words landed like a lightning strike. A collective gasp ripped t
CHAPTER 156- VIP Authoritized
"Better back down and stop this foolish display," Isabelle said gawking at him. Adrian calmly slipped a palm into his suit pocket. Adrian had an almost calm expression, as if his car was not at stake. Everyone became silent... The confidence of his face.... Was he really about to bring out a VIP card? He drew out his wallet. He flicked it open with one thumb. He brought out a golden card with the Rhein Crest. “RHEIN GROUP — VIP AUTHORIZATION,” the embossed letters read. The temperature in the lot dropped by a thousand degrees. The entire crowd, which was eager to see him humiliate himself, froze. Isabelle’s laughter died in her throat and Victor’s smugness evaporated. “That is...” Victor began, voice fraying, “That’s impossible.” Isabelle’s fingers dug into the leather of her purse until her knuckles blanched. How. did her ex-husband get a VIP card? The same husband he had discarded like trash because he was useless. Her eyes were like two stunned coi
CHAPTER 157- The Arrival
The crowd answered with a sudden roar of voices: “You made the bet, Winslow!” “Honor it!” “Thought you were rich enough to buy twenty of those!” “Or are you broke like the man you mocked?” Phones tilted forward, recording every tremor of his panic. Victor’s mouth opened, closed as he searched for an escape. Isabelle clutched his arm, her nails biting into his sleeve. Her glare at Adrian could have drawn blood. “Babe,” she hissed, her voice a whip crack. “Forget this. Let’s leave it. We’ll buy another.” But the mob’s chant swelled... "Honor it! Honor it." His jaw locked. Pride strangled him. He forced a crooked smile, trying to claw back control. “Fine,” he rasped. “Fine. I said it. I’ll stand by it.” Even though behind those eyes were hot tears he held with all his might. "Once I get the investment money I'll be able for afford many Ferraris." The valet reappeared, with a red plastic filled with gasoline. His eyes were bright as he could barely con
CHAPTER 158- Burn Her!
Before anyone could blink, she reached him and wrapped him in a graceful embrace, the silver of her gown catching the firelight like starlight. “I didn’t know you’d be here,” she said, eyes bright with surprise and something more. Adrian’s composure never wavered. “Yeah,” he said evenly, a faint smile ghosting his lips. “Got invited.” Sophia tilted her head toward the raging Ferrari, her eyes reflecting the dancing blaze. “What happened?” she asked, her tone curious but calm. Adrian followed her gaze, then met her eyes again. “Nothing really,” he said, voice low and measured. “Just… some people who were bothering me.” The courtyard fell into a stunned, shimmering silence. The fire still raged, but no one looked at it anymore. Every gaze clung to the woman in silver who stood with her arm around Adrian. Sophia Aldridge. The Beauty CEO. The untouchable goddess of the continent. Men who had moments ago jeered at Adrian now stared, pupils dark with awe and des
CHAPTER 159- Regret
Her authority cracked like thunder. The guards advanced without a word. Victor lunged forward in panic. “Hey—wait! You can’t—” One of the guards blocked him with a single arm. Victor stumbled back, powerless. Isabelle’s bravado drained as the guards flanked her. The crowd’s murmurs rose, a tide of gasps and flashing cameras. Sophia’s gaze never left Isabelle. “Let me see how you will continue to run that your sharp mouth,” Adrian could not help but let out a low scoff. He always knew this day would come. Isabelle realized what she had brought up on herself began to tremble in their grip. But they held her firmly dragging her towards the fire. "Wait... Wait... Wait... I didn't mean what I said please.... Let me go!!!" Her voice shrieked. But the guards were not even listening to her. The entire audience froze in horror as they witnessed the raw wrath of Sophia Aldrige. Some of them covered their mouth in horror. No one even moved to stop her. Her eyes f
CHAPTER 160- Chick Among Eagle
Everyone had the same question on their mind. Victor jabbed a trembling finger toward the roped-off seats. “That section is for the executives of Rhein Group. Executives,” he spat. “You don’t belong there.” Adrian’s hand rested lightly on the back of the VVIP chair as he turned to Victor. “Why don’t you mind your own business, Victor?” Victor let out a sharp laugh. “Oh, that’s rich,” he sneered, swaggering a step closer. “Because an ant thinks it can flap its little wings, it starts believing it’s an eagle?” The crowd stirred up in laughter. One of the patriarchs from a middle-class family said. “Look around, boy,” he said, voice dripping disdain. “Everyone in this hall knows the rule." None of us is qualified to sit there. None.” A sleek woman in a pearl gown added, her tone like crushed ice, “Even the Aldridge family wouldn’t dare touch those seats. What makes you so different?” The crowd murmured in agreement. Isabelle’s lips parted, but one flick of