All Chapters of Saintess’s Worthless Husband Turned Dragon Commander: Chapter 291
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CHAPTER 163 PART 1
Marcus Steel still stood beside the table he'd just lifted, his dragon aura beginning to fade back to its dormant state. The phones around the room had stopped recording, their owners staring at the footage they'd just captured with expressions ranging from awe to terror.Atlas Lancaster, barely conscious on the floor, managed to focus enough through his swollen eyes to understand what he'd just witnessed. The table. The impossible strength. The demonstration of power that transcended anything human."You..." Atlas's voice was thick with blood and broken pride. "You're not... normal...""No," Marcus agreed simply. "I'm not."He walked toward the table again, his dragon eyes measuring, calculating. The heavy oak structure sat exactly where he'd placed it—three hundred pounds of solid wood and expensive dishware, totally undisturbed.Atlas watched through his haze of pain and humiliation, something cold beginning to creep up his spine. An instinct older than civilization. Prey recognizi
CHAPTER 163 PART 2
"Black sedan. Three cars back. Been with us since we left Azure Water." Marcus's voice remained calm. "Professional tail. They're good, but not good enough."Ives looked back through the rear window, trying to spot the vehicle Marcus had mentioned. "Are they Lancaster Family?""Probably," Marcus confirmed. "Atlas's people would have called for backup the moment things went wrong. They've been waiting to see where we went.""We're five minutes from Pearl on the Water," Allen said, his phone already out. "I can have twenty armed men at the entrance before—""No," Marcus interrupted."Boss—""No," Marcus repeated firmly. "Stop the car.""Mr. Steel, with respect, stopping makes us vulnerable. If there are more vehicles waiting ahead—""Then I deal with them," Marcus said simply. "Stop. The. Car."Allen's jaw tightened, but years of following orders won out over tactical concerns. He signaled the driver, who pulled over to the shoulder near a stretch of woods that bordered the highway."Wh
CHAPTER 164 PART 1
The four men who approached Marcus Steel moved with the casual confidence of professionals who'd done this hundreds of times before. Their positioning was textbook—flankers maintaining optimal attack angles, the leader controlling center, the shooter hanging back with clear line of sight. In any normal scenario, against any normal target, this would have been over in minutes.But nothing about Marcus Steel was normal."You know," the leader said as they closed the distance, "you're handling this better than most. Usually people beg by now. Or run. You're just standing there like you're waiting for a bus.""I'm appreciating the location," Marcus replied calmly, his dragon eyes scanning the wooded area beside the highway. "Good feng shui. Trees for shade. Quiet. Peaceful. It's a nice spot.""For what?" one of the flankers asked, confusion breaking through his professional demeanor."For burial," Marcus said simply.The men laughed—genuine amusement at what they assumed was bravado from
CHAPTER 164 PART 2
The shooter in the back finally overcame his shock and went for his weapon—a compact pistol designed for close-range execution. But before his hand could clear his jacket, the remaining two assassins attacked.They moved in perfect coordination, abandoning caution for desperate aggression. The man in white came from the left, his fists enhanced by brass knuckles designed to shatter bone. The man in black attacked from the right, his foot lashing out in a kick aimed at Marcus's knee—trying to cripple, to disable, to create any opening.Marcus leaped.Not sideways. Not backward. Up.Dragon-enhanced leg muscles launched him six feet into the air, clearing both attacks completely. And as he descended, his hands moved with precision that came from power beyond mortal training.His right hand caught the white-clad assassin's extended wrist mid-strike. He twisted—dragon strength making resistance impossible—and the wrist bones shattered with sounds like breaking branches. Before the man coul
CHAPTER 165 PART 1
Pearl on the Water Hotel had transformed overnight into something resembling a military fortress. The elegant entrance—normally welcoming wealthy guests with soft lighting and discrete service—now featured armed security guards in tactical gear, metal detectors at every entrance, and surveillance cameras that tracked every movement within a hundred-yard radius.Miguel Abbott stood at the main gates, his expensive suit rumpled from hours of wearing it without rest, his normally composed expression replaced by barely controlled anxiety. He checked his watch for the hundredth time, then his phone, then scanned the street again."Where the hell are they?" he muttered to Allen, who stood beside him with professional calm despite the chaos."Mr. Steel said twenty minutes for cleanup, then they'd return directly," Allen replied. "It's been eighteen."Miguel's phone buzzed—the twentieth call in the past hour. He glanced at the screen and grimaced. "Malcolm Potter. That's the third time he's c
CHAPTER 165 PART 2
The absolute certainty in his voice was almost hypnotic. Miguel had built his fortune on reading people, on understanding power dynamics and social hierarchies. And everything he'd learned over decades screamed that Marcus Steel should be terrified right now—should be begging for protection, negotiating peace, finding any way to de-escalate.Instead, the Dragon King stood calm and unbothered, as if the combined wrath of Five-River Province's most powerful families was nothing more than an inconvenient distraction."What do you need from me?" Miguel asked finally."Keep Pearl on the Water secure," Marcus replied. "Maintain your current defensive posture. Don't back down when people call asking you to hand me over. And trust that I can handle whatever comes.""That's it?""That's it," Marcus confirmed. "Everything else—the Shadow Warriors, the bounty hunters, the alliance forming against me—I'll handle personally."Miguel nodded slowly. He'd thrown his lot in with the Dragon King. There
CHAPTER 166 PART 1
The Domenico Building stood as a monument to Five-River Province's commercial power—sixty stories of steel and glass dominating the financial district skyline.But tonight, only the forty-third floor was active, its lights blazing while the rest of the building sat dark and empty.The conference room occupied the entire eastern wing of that floor. Floor-to-ceiling windows offered panoramic views of the city, while the interior featured a massive oval table capable of seating thirty people comfortably.Tonight, twenty-three men sat around that table, each one representing billions in assets and generations of accumulated power.Security was unprecedented. Armed guards stationed at every entrance. Metal detectors. Signal jammers to prevent recording. Electronic sweeps for listening devices.The magnates of Five-River Province had gathered in secret, and they intended to stay that way.At the head of the table sat Richard Lancaster—seventy-two years old, patriarch of the Lancaster Family
CHAPTER 166 PART 2
"You're missing the point," Maurice said patiently. "These weren't street thugs or amateur killers. These were professionals—people with decades of experience, military training, successful track records. And they disappeared like smoke. Either Marcus Steel is the most lethal combatant any of us have ever encountered, or he has backing powerful enough to make elite assassins vanish without a trace.""What are you suggesting?" Stanislaus demanded."I'm suggesting caution," Maurice replied. "Before we commit to all-out war, we should understand exactly what we're dealing with. Who is Marcus Steel really? Where does his power come from? What organization backs him?""He's connected to the Abbott Family," Elijah Lancaster offered. "Miguel Abbott treats him with unusual deference.""The Abbott Family is wealthy but not militarily powerful," Bridger countered. "They can't make Shadow Warriors disappear. They can't give someone the kind of combat capabilities Marcus has demonstrated. There's
CHAPTER 167 PART 1
The conference room erupted into chaos the moment Maurice Yarrow spoke."You object?" Stanislaus Potter's voice rose to a shout. "Your organization lost billions in ransom payments! Your expansion into Grayson City was blocked! Black Wind Bar—your most profitable entertainment venue—was shut down permanently! And you object to unified action against the man responsible?"Maurice remained seated, his expression calm despite the hostile stares boring into him from around the table. "I object to rushing into a war without understanding what we're fighting.""What we're fighting is obvious!" Cesar Pendleton slammed his hand on the table. "Marcus Steel is a terrorist who's attacking established power structures! He needs to be eliminated!""Eliminated by whom?" Maurice asked quietly. "You, Cesar? You've tried already. How did that work out for you?"Cesar's face flushed crimson. "That was different! I was unprepared! Caught off guard! If I'd known what he was capable of—""You would have w
CHAPTER 167 PART 2
"So they'll commit everything to this fight," Bridger continued. "They'll risk their lives, their families, their entire legacies to get revenge. Because for them, it's not about profit anymore. It's existential."Vincent Cross spoke for the first time, his voice thoughtful. "But for us, it's just money. We lost ransoms. We lost Black Wind Bar. We lost our Grayson City expansion. All of it can be recovered. None of it is worth dying for.""Exactly," Bridger confirmed. "Those magnates in there are tigers fighting over a meal. They're wounded, angry, desperate. And Stanislaus was trying to trick us into becoming their hunting dog—sent first into danger while they hang back and preserve their own strength."Maurice's expression shifted as understanding dawned. "If we commit to the alliance...""We become the primary attackers," Bridger finished. "Three Blade Group gets to test Marcus Steel's defenses. Gets to discover his capabilities. Gets to lose men and resources while the others watc