Inside the house, the air was heavy and still.Wilfred, a martial artist in the early stages of mastery, had cold sweat running down his forehead. His legs trembled uncontrollably. Since the day he set foot on the martial arts path, he had never felt fear like this.The Anderson family had already spent ten billion to treat William. Sure, they were one of the wealthiest families in Beverly Hills, with businesses spread across the city and assets impossible to count, but ten billion wasn’t pocket change. You didn’t just pull out another ten billion as if it were nothing.If they had to spend that amount again for his other son, it could seriously cripple the family’s resources. They’d have to think twice about every decision, from business expansion to even their daily lifestyle.As much as he respected Hudson’s incredible skill, Wilfred simply couldn’t afford another round of treatment at that price. For the sake of the family’s future, he forced a polite cough and said carefully, “Dr

Even for a trained martial artist, it’s hard to fully control the body’s instinctive reactions in certain moments.It had been five years since Hudson and Freya married. Their union had happened quickly, without much foundation, and in the beginning Freya simply needed time. Later, she grew distant, avoiding him whenever possible. Because Hudson lived so low-key, she never truly looked at him as her husband, and so, five years passed without him ever touching her.Out of respect, Hudson never forced anything. The closest they had come to intimacy was holding hands. In the early days of their marriage, she would at least allow that much, but over time, even that faded. Whenever he came near, she would instinctively recoil.Seeing that she wanted nothing to do with him, Hudson gave up trying.But a woman’s body carries a power of its own, a kind of invisible pull on a man. Now, with Ivory pressed against him, Hudson felt his self-control falter. He immediately tried to channel his qi to

“What the hell are you doing?”Warren’s voice cracked with rage as he glared at Hudson, his whole body trembling. He had only meant to humiliate Hudson by making him shine his shoes, but instead, Hudson had casually stepped on them, grinding yellow mud from his own soles into Warren’s polished leather.The once-pristine shoes now looked like they’d been dragged out of a dumpster. The humiliation burned inside Warren like molten lava.“Didn’t you ask me to shine your shoes?” Hudson said evenly, as if nothing was wrong. “You never specified how. I figured using my own shoes was the quickest way.” He smirked faintly. “Well, they’re polished. Now it’s time to pay up.”He calmly extended his hand.Warren’s fists clenched, his face twisting with fury. He knew Hudson was mocking him outright. The embarrassment was unbearable.Before Warren could snap, his date stepped forward, voice sharp and shrill. “Do you have any idea how expensive those shoes are?!” she snapped, glaring at Hudson. “Who

Hudson had already been asked three times for his invitation. Even a saint would lose patience after being provoked over and over again, let alone a man like him.At first, he considered explaining that the invitation was with Ivory and she would bring it in shortly. But the moment he opened his mouth, he stopped himself. He knew Warren hated him and would use that excuse to stir up trouble, spinning stories about him living off a woman, making up lies to damage Ivory’s reputation.But before Hudson could say a words, someone approached him. It was Enzo.“Mr. Sanchez is right, he should be kick out from the venue. He’s a dog.” He laughed after saying those words. As Warren, he also smirked. He knew Enzo being the dream son-in-law of the Wilson family for Freya, and saying Enzo right now is an interesting thing to watch for him. He didn’t talk, he just watched and listened.But as Hudson, he didn’t notice Enzo and Warren, instead, he looked Joey straight in the eye and said firmly, “N

Everyone turned at the sound of the voice, and the shock in the room deepened.The one who spoke was Manuel.People are questioning why the old man from the Anderson family was taking sides, for Hudson.People couldn’t believe it. The Lewis family and the Anderson family had always been like oil and water. Everyone expected them to clash at any moment, so why would Manuel openly side with a young man no one took seriously?For a moment, people rubbed their eyes, wondering if they had misheard.Any one of those three standing by Hudson, Ivory, Dr. Zack Wensley, or Manuel was enough to shake up California’s elite. But all three together? All for Hudson?Wasn’t this the same Hudson who was rumored to be nothing but Freya’s useless husband? The man everyone in the Wilson family said was worse than a stray dog?Now, every gaze in the room locked on him.The reporter, who had been itching to stir trouble and turn the city’s upper class against the Lewis family, froze when Manuel stood up. H