"Oh my God Drake, I didn't know you would actually make it." Racheal said excitedly.
"Anything for you babe." Drake replied "Babe?" Adam was puzzled, why was he calling her babe didn't he know she was married? Adam then looked at her finger and noticed she wasn't putting on their wedding ring. "Why didn't Racheal wear her ring?" Suddenly Monica went to greet Drake. "Oh my goodness, Racheal you didn't tell us you were close friends with the Penthouses, please bring him to come greet your father." She said happily. Drake nodded and was taken to Mr Luther. "Good evening Mr Luther, I'm excited to finally meet you in person." Drake shook hands with Mr. Luther. "It is also an honor to have you as our guest, I didn't realize you were this close with my daughter. I believe this will be beneficial to both parties." Mr. Luther replied. "Yes of course." "You can go enjoy the party with Rachael, we'll discuss properly after the party." "Alright Mr. Luther. Come on Rachel." He wrapped his hands around her waist and they walked away to the dancing floor. Adam kept staring at them, he didn't bother about serving the guests anymore. He was envious how everyone was adoring Drake, even his own wife. The DJ played the music and everyone started dancing. Drake grabbed Racheal and they both started dancing like an actual couple. Everyone clapped and started taking pictures of them. The penthouse was among the top three most influential and wealthy families in Almond City with several companies. Drake was a guy that all ladies dream of having. Rich, handsome, tall and powerful. "Oh they are so cute together." Monica was overjoyed. Adam gritted his teeth, he couldn't tolerate how Drake was being so close and romantic with Racheal, and the way he was touching her body, something even he hasn't done before. Everything was becoming clearer to Adam. 'I get it now, she didn't want Drake to know she's married, that's why she made me become a waiter and refused to put on our wedding ring. How dare she do this to me?' As the atmosphere was becoming intense with the two lovebirds Adam walked to them. "You need to stop right now Racheal!" His voice was slow and commanding. Racheal, Monica, Theresa and the rest of the family were in shock of his statement. "Who's this man?" Drake asked, gesturing at Adam. "I'm her husband, you son of a bitch, and you need to stop getting too close to a married woman." Adam spoke with so much confidence. "What's wrong with you Adam, do you know who you're talking to?" Racheal said to him. "Oh, this useless son-in-law of ours is about to disgrace us as he always has." Monica shakes her head in disappointment. "Nothing is wrong with me Racheal! You're the one who's lost it. I don't care who he is, you shouldn't be dancing this way with another man. I now know the reason you want me to be a waiter at your birthday party, because you want him to believe you are single." The more Adam spoke the more his anger rose. "Hey mind your manners you low life man, you don't know who I am." Drake felt embarrassed speaking to someone as low as Adam. "Who's the Racheal, is this the bastard you were telling me about?" He asked. "Hey I'm not a bastard I'm her husband." "Yes, he's the one." Racheal replied in shame, she was heavily regretting why she ever met Adam. "What? You told him that? You told him I was a bastard? I'm your husband Racheal, you shouldn't disrespect me in front of him." “Shut up Adam, just shut up! You have no idea who Drake is, his shoes alone are what more than your life, he's a billionaire compared to a penniless man like you. And you need to realized we were only married by contract not by choice “ "Don't stress your voice darling. I think I'm going to teach him some valuable lessons." Drake said, he folded his sleeves and tried to throw a punch at Adam. Adam easily grabbed his wrist and threw his own punch with his other hand. Immediately blood oozed out from his nostrils, as he rushed to the floor. "Oh my God! Adam, what have you done?" Racheal and her mother ran to help Drake up. The crowd went wide. "Did that waiter just punch Drake Penthouse?" "Who's that servant?" "How can he claim to be Rachael's husband?" “Did he know who Drake is? Son of the richest man in Almond City?” Cameras were all over the place recording the whole scene. "Hey!!" Suddenly Drake's bodyguards matched in to aid their boss. "Don't come to me, get that slum, beat him to a pulp." He ordered. He grabbed Adam by the chest and tossed him to the floor. The rain blows and kicks all over his body. Adam was covered in bruises, abruptly Mr. Luther intervened. "That's enough!" He raised his hand and the body guards halted, there was a minute of silence in the hall. Mr. Luther waited for Adam to get up from the floor before he spoke. "Get out of here!" He ordered with no trace of emotions from his voice. "But father..." "I said get out!" Adam stood up and walked sluggishly out of the hall. Rachael and Rhea glanced at each other and exchanged gestures. Rhea smiled and walked away, their first plan was successful now it's time for the second. Adam was surely going to get out of their lives. Adam found solace outside of the mansion, he sat at a corner under the night sky, his mood down, his body covered in bruises and his mind buried in thoughts. "Did I make a mistake by interrupting them? Maybe I should have just ignored them and continued to service the guests." Adam thought, but how could he? How could he tolerate another man dancing romantically with his wife? Her words of reminding him he only married her because he needed assistance for his mother's treatment hurt him so hard. Not too long a servant walked up to him. "Hello sir Adam, Racheal had asked you to meet her in her room." The servant said bowing slightly. "What? Right now?" He asked to be sure "Yes sir Adam, she wants you in a room right away." "Alright I'll be there shortly." Adam took a deep sigh. Adam stayed for a while, trying to think why Racheal would be calling him in the middle of her birthday party. Was she going to scold him for what he did? He then got up and left. Adam went straight to her room, he tried knocking but the room was opened so he just walked in. As Adam entered the room, he was enveloped in darkness, but his eyes quickly adjusted to reveal Racheal's silhouette, she was still putting on the red dress. "Racheal? Why are you staying in the dark." Adam asked, reaching for the light switch, but she swiftly grasped his hand, her grip gentle yet firm. With a subtle pull, she drew him closer, her face inches from his. Then, in a movement that left him breathless, she pressed her lips to his, the darkness around them melting away.Latest Chapter
Chapter 596
Francis’ worry eased slightly at the masked man’s words. The reassurance gave him a fleeting sense of relief — fleeting, because even if Xander Sanders was dead, his shadow still lingered through his disciple.“Alright,” Francis muttered after a long pause, his voice low and cold. “But there’s another matter. Even if Xander is gone, his disciple remains. We can’t allow him to grow any stronger. We need to deal with him before he becomes a problem.”The masked man leaned back in his chair, arms crossed beneath his dark robes. His tone was dismissive. “He’s just a youngster. There’s nothing to fear. You’re overthinking this.”Francis frowned, his eyes flashing. “Don’t underestimate him,” he said sharply. “You didn’t see what I saw. He easily defeated my son, Maverick, without breaking a sweat. His talent is terrifying. In ten years—or perhaps even sooner—he could reach the Divine Realm.”That caught the masked man’s attention. His body stiffened ever so slightly, the only sign that Fran
Chapter 595
Adam’s eyes darkened with sorrow at the mention of Xander Sanders, the man who had been more than just a mentor to him—he had been family. The faint ache that flickered across Adam’s face didn’t go unnoticed by Leah, though she kept silent, sensing the weight behind that look.“Yes,” Bruce declared, his deep voice echoing across the courtyard like a rolling storm. “He is my future son-in-law. And anyone who dares to harm him—” his gaze swept over the crowd like a blade “—will answer to me personally!”A suffocating pressure rippled outward, forcing several onlookers to lower their heads instinctively. Even Francis, a divine grandmaster, felt the invisible force pressing against his chest. Bruce Sanders in full authority was not someone anyone dared to provoke.Francis’s eyes narrowed, his pride smarting, but he didn’t dare challenge Bruce head-on. Instead, he turned to Adam, his tone cold. “Where is your mentor now?”Adam’s expression didn’t waver, though his heart tightened. “He’s li
Chapter 594
Francis’s expression darkened as he lifted his arm, power coiling in his palm like a living storm. A low hum filled the air, sharp enough to make the skin on everyone’s arms prickle. The energy sphere swelled and pulsed with dangerous light—first the size of a fist, then a melon, then a miniature sun. The surrounding air warped and crackled, sending waves of pressure rippling through the courtyard.Gasps and fearful murmurs broke out among the spectators. Men staggered backward, clutching at their chests as the pressure intensified. The ground quivered; dust rose in trembling spirals.Adam stood firm. His fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white. Though the veins on his arms bulged and sweat traced cold paths down his temples, he did not flinch. He had no illusions about the outcome—Francis was a divine grandmaster, and Adam’s odds were next to zero—but retreat wasn’t in his blood.At his side, Dante and Ese mirrored his resolve. They exchanged a quick glance—wordless, grim
Chapter 593
Adam’s jaw tightened until the line of it looked like a blade. Francis was no ordinary threat — a divine grandmaster, his presence folded around him like armor. On a field of battle, Francis moved mountains. Adam’s chances were paper-thin; if Francis chose to end him here, there would be nothing left to bargain with.The air in the courtyard felt suddenly thinner, as if the world was holding its breath. Torches guttered, throwing long, jaundiced shadows across cracked stone. Men who had been laughing an hour ago went quiet, their faces threaded with anticipation and fear. Even the dogs at the edge of the compound had pressed their noses to the ground, sensitive to the change.Francis didn’t look like a man about to ask for mercy. He filled the space with a kind of slow, unhurried thunder. “How dare you injure my son on our territory? You’ve got some guts!” His voice rolled over the crowd, a command dressed in contempt. It vibrated through Adam’s ribs and lodged like a warning.Adam’s
Chapter 592
The Four Great Immortal Sects were not just powerful—they were the foundation upon which the entire cultivation world stood. Every major family, sect, or hidden clan, no matter how proud, paled before them. Their names carried weight that could silence an entire battlefield.They were—Eastsea Cosmic Island, the ruler of the Eastern seas.Infernal Gate of Berkath, the fiery forge of the North.West of Everlight, the domain of eternal brilliance.Southwind Divine, the sacred storm of the South.Each sect was an empire in its own right. But among them, Eastsea Cosmic Island stood out as the most politically intricate. It was home to four of the continent’s most powerful families—the Sanders, Armand, York, and Lennon clans.Even the Sanders family, ranked only third among the four, wielded terrifying influence. They boasted dozens of grandmasters among their younger generation alone. Their elders were even more fearsome; rumor had it that within their ranks, multiple divine grandmasters
Chapter 591
Adam’s sneer cut through the chaos like a blade. “Too slow,” he murmured.In the same instant, his arm shot up. His hand closed around Maverick’s ankle mid-kick with unholy precision. Before anyone could even gasp, Adam pivoted backward, using Maverick’s momentum against him.Then—boom!He slammed Maverick into the ground with bone-shattering force.The earth cracked. Shockwaves rippled outward, blowing dust and shards of tile into the air. The ground beneath Maverick collapsed into a crater three inches deep, spiderweb cracks spreading like veins of destruction.The crowd stumbled back as the tremors reached their feet.Even for a late-stage grandmaster, the force was monstrous. Any normal man would’ve died instantly, crushed into paste. Maverick’s reinforced body held together—but the pain was savage. Blood rushed up his throat; his ribs screamed under the impact.“Argh!” he bellowed, veins bulging across his temples.For a moment, silence hung in the air. Then Maverick snapped back
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