All Chapters of Marcus Kane - The Street Rat husband : An Hidden God : Chapter 51
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Chapter 51
Seraphina snorted upon hearing Quinn’s firm answer at the edge of the lobby. The woman in the luxurious dress turned around without replying to those words.The invited guests also began to disperse from the lobby area. They started moving to fill the spacious main banquet hall.The welcoming party for Seraphina officially began that night.Quinn walked side by side with Marcus into the central area.Dozens of pairs of eyes continued to observe the couple’s every move. Low whispers could be faintly heard among the clinking of glassware.Quinn kept her shoulders straight as she stepped forward. She did not allow those belittling gazes to disturb her composure.From within the crowd of guests, a dignified old man stepped forward.Sebastian Sterling appeared with an arrogant expression that dominated the atmosphere. Quinn’s grandfather held a glass of drink in his right hand.Sebastian stopped right in front of his granddaughter. His eyes scanned Quinn’s appearance from head to toe coldl
Chapter 52
Marcus ignored the disdainful gazes from dozens of pairs of eyes around him. The man pulled the chair in front of the grand piano with a calm movement.His posture immediately straightened as he faced the rows of piano keys.His large fingers slowly lifted as if weighing the pull of gravity.The luxurious banquet hall was still filled with whispers of doubt.A second passed before Marcus’s fingers plunged sharply downward. He struck the piano keys with full force without any warning.The sound of the first crashing note shattered the night air.Marcus did not choose an ordinary classical piece for his opening.He played Opus Clavicembalisticum skillfully. This masterpiece is known as a deadly composition for pianists.The complex notes poured out under the pressure of his fingers. A series of heavy chords collided, creating a storm of melody.The tempo surged upward.Marcus’s fingers moved like lightning striking the keyboard. His movements created an optical illusion as if he possess
Chapter 53:
Seraphina's face flushed all the way down to her neck. Her breathing rose and fell rapidly as she stared at the maestro still kneeling on the floor.The grand party she had painstakingly prepared was completely ruined within two hours. Her gaze sharpened fiercely toward the man sitting quietly at the piano bench.The tips of Seraphina's nails dug hard into her own palms.Quinn broke the stiff silence that blanketed the banquet hall by stepping forward.Her posture blocked Seraphina's hostile gaze from her husband's direction.Quinn lifted her chin, her face calm. "Time is up," the woman said. "Fulfill your promise now. Hand over the house claim documents to me."Seraphina shifted her gaze from Marcus to Quinn's face. The corner of her lips slowly curled upward. Her gloomy expression quickly evaporated.A soft laugh slipped from her throat. The discordant sound echoed against the marble pillars.Seraphina crossed her arms in front of her chest, her posture straightening again with her
Chapter 54:
The footsteps of Marcus and Quinn echoed steadily, slicing through the silence of the night outside the Sterling residence. Victor’s angry shouts gradually faded behind them.The two of them quickly entered the black car that had been waiting in front of the iron gate.The atmosphere inside the car felt quiet and stiff. Quinn stared at the brown folder on her lap with an empty gaze for a moment.She then slowly turned her head toward her husband, who sat calmly in the driver’s seat."Marcus, who were those men in black suits earlier?" Quinn asked, breaking the silence between them.Her tone carried immense curiosity. Her beautiful eyes traced the lines of her husband’s face from the side.Marcus turned the steering wheel casually without taking his eyes off the road ahead.His face looked flat and expressionless as usual. "They’re just my old colleagues," he answered briefly without returning his wife’s gaze.Quinn frowned upon hearing that answer. "That many? What exactly was your jo
Chapter 55
Marcus closed the apartment unit door with a calm motion.The man left his wife inside and did not forget to order several of his subordinates to tighten security.Without wasting time, he walked toward his black car parked at the end of the street.Marcus immediately got in and started the engine. His hands gripped the steering wheel until his knuckles turned white.He drove his vehicle, cutting through the city streets that were slowly growing quiet.The streetlights flickered rapidly, reflecting off his windshield. The view of the skyscrapers gradually faded far behind him.The luxurious district was now replaced by an abandoned industrial area.The black car finally turned into a rocky vacant lot. Dust scattered as the tires scraped against the dry dirt road.In front of him stood an old, dark factory building.The outer walls of the building were covered in wild moss and graffiti. The window glass had shattered, leaving behind decaying rusted iron frames.Marcus turned off the en
Chapter 56
The giant man stomped his foot onto the canvas floor. His massive body shot forward, crashing through the air toward Marcus.He swung his fist, preparing to smash his opponent’s head."Crush his skull!" shouted a spectator from the edge of the arena."Make him eat his own teeth!" another man chimed in while throwing a plastic cup toward the ring.Marcus did not move his feet at all; he stared straight at the fist flying rapidly toward him.Just before the punch landed, the giant changed his movement.The big man’s left hand reached to his waist, pulling a curved knife from behind his belt.He slashed the weapon across toward Marcus’s neck."Die!" roared the giant while baring his rows of teeth.Diane turned her face away from her seat."Don’t splatter his filthy blood on me!" the middle-aged woman screamed with her eyes closed.Marcus lowered his stance, dodging without anyone noticing."What?" The giant widened his eyes upon realizing that his attack had only struck empty air.Marcus
Chapter 57
The sound of Marcus's breathing filled the air, breaking the silence of the underground arena. The man stood upright in the middle of the canvas floor.The five elite executioners now lay helpless around him.Up on the VIP balcony, the atmosphere suddenly turned tense.The leader of the underground organization gripped the railing tightly. His eyes widened as he stared down at the floor below.The man witnessed the end of the fight. The elite forces he had always been proud of were destroyed in the blink of an eye.Cold sweat seeped out, soaking his temples. His chest rumbled, pumping fear throughout his entire body.His breath felt stuck in his throat.The chairman trembled as he realized that he had just dealt with the wrong monster.The man on the ring was extremely dangerous.With trembling legs, the man in the suit turned and left the VIP balcony. His hand gripped the stair railing as he descended the metal steps.He couldn’t run, of course. The only way to survive tonight was to
Chapter 58
The apartment door opened with a soft creak. Footsteps dragged across the threshold.Quinn immediately hurried over, her eyes widening at the sight of their arrival.Her usual calm expression shattered instantly.The woman ran toward her mother’s figure. Quinn rushed forward and embraced Diane tightly.Quinn’s sobs broke free, burying her face as she poured out all the emotions that had been churning within her over the past few hours.Diane returned her daughter’s embrace with a trembling body. Not a single word escaped her lips.After a while, Quinn slowly released the hug. She turned to look at her husband who stood silently.Without hesitation, Quinn pulled Marcus into her arms. The scent of sweat mixed with the metallic tang of blood immediately pierced her senses.Marcus returned the embrace with his right hand, allowing his wife to lean against his chest in search of comfort.Quinn’s breathing was still uneven as she held back the remnants of her tears. She pulled away and exam
Chapter 59: Inheritance
ThornwallThe darkness of the night that enveloped the main residence of the Kane family felt as cold as an old grave waiting for its new occupant.Behind the double doors, the pungent smell of medicine mingled with the metallic scent of death that was slowly gnawing away at the patriarch.The sound of wet coughing echoed, tearing through the silence of the luxurious room that suddenly felt hollow.The man on the canopy bed coughed violently until fresh blood stained his expensive silk handkerchief.Instead of lying down helplessly waiting for the angel of death to come, he grabbed an antique urn from the bedside table and hurled it toward the line of black-uniformed subordinates in front of him without a hint of guilt.The porcelain shards worth billions of dollars scattered across the Persian carpet as if they were no more valuable than junk from a flea market."Find Marcus right now!" the man roared hoarsely.Bluish veins bulged horrifically along his neck as he glared at his subor
Chapter 60: plan no escape route
Victor slammed a thick stack of old Langford Industries project documents onto his father's mahogany desk."The Langford project was only approved a few weeks ago and hasn’t even been carried out yet," Victor explained as he pulled out a red folder bearing the company’s logo."However, Quinn left far too many digital traces during the initial drafting phase before we kicked her out," the man continued with a widening grin.Sebastian leaned forward, tracing the sheets of white paper with his wrinkled fingers."What exactly are you showing me, Victor?" the old man asked as he adjusted his glasses."A ticket to prison for my beloved niece," Victor replied. "Langford refused to cooperate with us because they consider Quinn a valuable asset.""Then we simply need to uproot that ridiculous narrative," he continued."We turn Dominic Voss’s proud saintly hero into a greedy embezzler who manipulates corporate audits."He picked up a gold pen from the desk, pointing at a series of transactions o