All Chapters of THE JANITOR HUSBAND IS NOW A CENTIMILLIONAIRE KING: Chapter 131
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CHAPTER 86 PART 1
After the incident with Brandon and Brutus, Alexander and Katarina followed the flow of competitors toward the Floor Forty challenge area. The atmosphere had shifted palpably—people gave them a wide berth now, whispers following them wherever they went.The challenge area turned out to be a massive conference room, easily the size of a basketball court. As they entered, Alexander immediately noticed the most striking feature: fifty doors lined the walls, each identical, each with an intricate circular mechanism on its surface covered in strange geometric shapes.A crowd of competitors was already gathering, many accompanied by their proxies. Alexander counted quickly—at least sixty-five teams present.Near the front, a thin man with wire-rimmed glasses and an insufferably smug expression was holding court, surrounded by a cluster of nervous-looking competitors."I'm telling you, I've solved puzzles for the Kremlin, for MI6, for corporate espionage operations across three continents,"
CHAPTER 86 PART 2
A murmur ran through the crowd. Alexander saw several people doing the math, their expressions growing concerned."Wait," someone called out. "There are sixty-five teams here. But only fifty doors. That means—""That means fifteen teams will not advance," the Floor Master confirmed. "This is an elimination challenge. Not everyone can proceed. Only the first fifty teams to solve and exit through a door will move to Floor Forty-One. The remaining fifteen will be stuck on Floor Forty until they either give up or find another way to advance."The room erupted in anxious conversation. The puzzle master's smile grew even wider."Well, well! This changes things, doesn't it?" He raised his voice to be heard over the commotion. "Not only do you need to solve the puzzles—you need to solve them fast! Before the doors run out! Anyone want to reconsider my offer? Because I guarantee I can get my clients through those doors before most of you even figure out where to start."More competitors rushed
CHAPTER 87 PART 1
The moment the Floor Master's announcement ended—that only fifty of the sixty-five teams could advance—the conference room descended into chaos.Competitors who'd been standing near doors immediately claimed them as territory, spreading their arms wide to block others. Shouting erupted. Shoving matches broke out. One team tried to physically drag another away from a door they'd been studying."This is mine! I was here first!""Bullshit! You can't just claim a door without solving it!""Watch me!"A fist flew. Then another. Within seconds, multiple fights had broken out across the room, people abandoning any pretense of civility in their desperation to secure one of the limited exit points.Security guards stationed around the room didn't intervene. Apparently, violence among competitors was acceptable here as long as it didn't get lethal.Alexander watched the chaos for a moment, then made a decision. Instead of joining the stampede toward the doors, he walked to the center of the con
CHAPTER 87 PART 2
The security guards finally intervened when it looked like the man might actually be killed, dragging him to safety. His face was bloody, his glasses broken, his expensive clothes torn. He'd made hundreds of thousands of dollars in minutes—and lost it all just as quickly, along with his dignity and several teeth.But the chaos wasn't over.One particular competitor—an enormously fat man in a designer suit that strained at every seam—was having a complete meltdown in the corner of the room. His face was bright red, sweat pouring down his jowls as he screamed at his proxies."How can you not solve this? I'm paying you a fortune! DO YOUR JOBS!""Sir, we're trying, but—""TRYING ISN'T GOOD ENOUGH!" The fat man's voice rose to a shriek. "I paid that fraud fifty thousand dollars! I brought THREE proxies at ten thousand each per floor! I'm spending a FORTUNE on this competition and I'm going to be stuck on Floor Forty like some common peasant!"His proxies exchanged uncomfortable glances. On
CHAPTER 88 PART 1
The conference room had devolved into complete pandemonium. Gerald Whitmore's proxies were systematically moving from door to door, jamming mechanisms with tools they'd apparently smuggled in, breaking delicate components, ensuring that even if someone solved the puzzle, the door wouldn't open.Competitors screamed in frustration. Some tried to physically stop Gerald's proxies but were beaten back—the man had hired fourteen of them, an army of muscle specifically for situations like this. They weren't there to solve puzzles. They were there to enforce Gerald's tantrum."Door seventeen is jammed!""They broke door thirty-two!""Someone stop them!"But nobody could. Gerald stood in the center of his proxy formation like a king on a battlefield, his face still red but now triumphant rather than panicked."I told you!" he crowed. "Either solve my puzzle or we all fail together! Your choice!"Through all of this, Alexander remained focused. The noise, the violence, the chaos—it all faded i
CHAPTER 88 PART 2
They moved stealthily through the chaos, keeping to the edges of the room, avoiding the major clusters of fighting. Several competitors were so focused on their own struggles that they didn't even notice Alexander and Katarina slipping past.The proxy guarding door twenty-three noticed them approaching, his eyes narrowing with suspicion. He was even bigger up close—at least six foot five, probably two hundred and eighty pounds, with arms like tree trunks."This door's taken," he growled, his voice like gravel. "Boss says nobody gets through here."Alexander stopped a safe distance away, his hands raised in a non-threatening gesture. "I understand. But I have a proposition for you.""Not interested.""You haven't heard it yet," Alexander continued calmly. "I know how to solve these puzzles. All of them. I can tell you the pattern for a different door—one your boss isn't guarding. You and whoever hired you can escape, and we take this one. Everyone wins."The proxy's eyes flickered with
CHAPTER 89 PART 1
Alexander sighed, genuine disappointment flickering across his face. He'd hoped to resolve this without violence, without drawing more attention to his capabilities. But this proxy—like so many others in this building—only understood force."You had your chance," Alexander said quietly.The proxy's massive hand reached for Alexander's collar, fingers spread wide to grab and crush.Alexander's response was so fast it seemed almost supernatural. His hand came up, catching the proxy's wrist mid-grab. His other hand struck precisely at a nerve cluster in the proxy's forearm—a technique that required exact knowledge of human anatomy.The proxy's eyes went wide with shock and pain. His arm went limp, fingers spasming uselessly.Before he could react, Alexander pivoted, using the proxy's own momentum against him. A sweep of the leg, a twist of the wrist, and the massive man was airborne for just a moment before crashing to the floor with a thunderous impact that shook the ground.The proxy t
CHAPTER 89 PART 2
Back on Floor Thirty-Five, Victor Chen stood in the casino lounge, reviewing footage on his tablet of Alexander's spectacular victory over Ethan Zhang. The poker game, the five-floor promotion, the humiliation of one of the city's wealthiest families—it was all there, recorded and spreading across social media like wildfire.Victor's mind was working overtime, scheming, calculating. Alexander had somehow become a player in this competition, rising from Floor One to Floor Forty with terrifying speed. And more importantly, Lila was stuck on Floor Thirty-Five, abandoned by Ethan, struggling to advance.An opportunity was presenting itself. A chance to get back into Lila's good graces while simultaneously positioning himself to exploit Alexander's success.Victor spotted Lila sitting alone in a corner of the casino, her expensive proxies idle beside her. She looked exhausted, frustrated, defeated.He approached with his most sincere expression—the one he used for business negotiations whe
CHAPTER 90 PART 1
The pattern continued as Alexander and Katarina climbed higher. Floor Forty-One. Floor Forty-Three. Floor Forty-Seven. Each level brought new challenges—some physical, some mental, some social—but Alexander moved through them with increasing confidence as his training continued to resurface.Word of his progress spread through the building like wildfire. The man who'd started on Floor One. The nobody who'd humiliated Ethan Zhang. The fighter who'd dropped Brutus Kane with a single punch. Every floor he cleared added to his growing legend.But it also added to the scrutiny. More eyes watching. More people wondering who he really was.By the time they reached Floor Fifty-Five, the atmosphere had changed dramatically. This wasn't the chaotic lower floors or even the wealth-focused middle floors. This was where the serious competitors resided—people with resources, connections, and the skills to have climbed this high legitimately.The lobby of Floor Fifty-Five was elegant but austere, de
CHAPTER 90 PART 2
But he wasn't the last. Team after team, the pattern repeated. They'd approach Alexander with mockery, then try to recruit Katarina away from him."Why are you wasting your time with him?""He's going to fail, and he'll take you down with him.""Join us instead. We'll actually get you to the top."And when Katarina refused each time, the insults toward Alexander intensified."She must be brainwashed.""What kind of hold does he have on her?""Pathetic. Making a woman sacrifice her chances for his ego."Alexander endured it all silently, but with each rejection, with each insult, the time was ticking down. They had less than forty minutes now to find partners, or they'd be stuck on Floor Fifty-Five indefinitely."This is hopeless," Katarina said quietly, her voice thick with frustration. "Nobody wants us.""Someone will," Alexander said, though his confidence was wavering. "We just need to keep trying."But inside, he was worried. Without a partnership, they couldn't advance. And every