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Return of The Supreme General 013. Don’t Be Predictable
Asher pressed his phone to his ear and his expression hardened as he listened intently. The entire room was suspended in silence, every soul holding their breath. Ambrose paused mid-motion, and even Peter’s defiance momentarily faltered. They were patiently waiting for the outcome of the call.On the other end of the line, the doctor’s voice was calm yet firm.“My supreme General, your father’s condition has stabilized. His kidney can be saved, and there is no longer any need for a donor. I assure you, his life is no longer in danger.”The weight of those words hung heavy in the air, but Asher showed no immediate reaction. He ended the call with a deliberate click, his gaze swept across the room with an intensity that seemed to pierce through everyone present. A dangerous calm surrounded him now, as though he held back a storm that could destroy them all.The aura in the room shifted, the balance of power firmly in Asher’s hands. He let the silence linger, deliberately, making every
Return of The Supreme General 014. Ambrose Wants Payback
As Asher had predicted, Ambrose Steele unleashed his fury the very next morning. His men stormed into the Quinn's mansion with upmost cruelty, dragging Peter Quinn, his wife, and Julian out of their home. The family protested, their voices trembled, but their cries fell on deaf ears. They were bundled down to Ambrose’s grand courtyard, a place both beautiful and foreboding.The courtyard was a strange mix of beauty and danger. A grand feast was set before Ambrose, with golden plates piled high with roasted meats, rare fruits, and cups of wine that gleamed under the light.The smell of the food filled the air, but it felt out of place against the heavy, tense mood hanging over everything.Ambrose sat at the head of the long table, his posture royal, his expression cold and unforgiving. His sharp gaze bore into Peter and his family as they were forced to their knees, their faces pale with confusion and fear. The maids and workers stood at the edges of the courtyard, their heads lowere
Return of The Supreme General 015. Try To Push Him To Hell
Ambrose raised his hand sharply, his voice cutting through the tense silence. “Stop!”The guards froze mid-motion, the whip still poised to strike Peter Quinn’s trembling back. Peter’s cries had barely subsided, his breaths ragged and shallow. His family remained on their knees, stunned, their tear streaked faces turned toward Ambrose in disbelief.Ambrose exhaled heavily, feigning weariness as he rubbed his temple. “Enough,” he said coldly, his voice laced with frustration. “I’m tired of this spectacle. Get up and leave before I change my mind.”The guards stepped back, clearly confused but obedient. Peter and Julian hesitated for a moment, their bodies stiff from fear, before scrambling to their feet with shaky legs. Peter turned to Ambrose, his voice weak but filled with gratitude. “Th-thank you, my lord... I—”Ambrose cut him off with a sharp glare. “Spare me your gratitude, Peter,” he said icily, his tone making it clear he didn’t want to hear it. “You should be thanking my
Return of The Supreme General 016. Now a Forgotten Woman
The steady beep of the heart monitor filled the room. Thomas was improving, bit by bit.Eleanor sat beside her husband, holding his hand, her eyes filled with tears of relief.Across from her, Asher sat quietly, his strong presence contrasting with the calm warmth from his parents.Eleanor’s voice, gentle but full of thanks, broke the silence.“Son, I can’t tell you how much it means to us that you came back when you did.” Her eyes met her son’s, shimmering with emotionShe continued, “If you hadn’t… I don’t know what would have happened.”Thomas, though weak, managed a faint smile. “You’ve always been our strength, son. And now, you’ve proven it again.”Asher shifted in his chair, his usually cold eyes softening for the briefest moment. “You don’t need to thank me,” he said, his deep voice steady. “I should’ve been here sooner. From now on, no one will dare threaten this family. I’ll make sure of it.”Eleanor’s lips quivered, and she reached out to place her hand over Asher’s. “You’
Return of The Supreme General 017. Your Bitterness Won’t Help
The bright hospital hallway felt like it darkened as Juliet’s anger grew, her heels clicking sharply on the polished floor.She stepped out of the shadows, her chest rising with every breath, her eyes burning with a mix of anger, regret, and bitterness."Asher," she called, her voice laced with venom and desperation.Asher froze mid-conversation with Janine, his gaze sharp as he turned to face Juliet. Beside him, Janine stiffened, her smile faltering as the tension thickened in the air.Juliet stalked forward, her expression twisted with fury. “So, this is where you scurried off to,” she ranted, her voice dripping with mockery. “Lurking around like some desperate little rodent, clinging to scraps that don’t belong to you.”Asher, standing off to the side, tensed up, his sharp gaze focused on Juliet. “That’s enough, Juliet,” he said, his voice calm but firm.But Juliet wasn’t backing down. She laughed, a cold, harsh sound that cut through the air.“Enough? I don’t think so, Asher. No
Return of The Supreme General 018. Juliet’s Redemption
The outrage blazing in Asher’s eyes made Juliet pause, her lips curling into a fleeting smirk as she mistook his fury for alignment with her twisted narrative. She stood taller, her confidence swelling like a tide, ready to drive the final nail into Janine’s reputation.Janine, meanwhile, stood frozen in place, tears streaming silently down her cheeks. She clutched her hands tightly, trying to keep herself grounded as her sister’s venomous words reverberated in her mind. The truth was as clear as day to her—she loved and respected Asher only as her brother-in-law. She had never sought to undermine Juliet, but her sister had always found ways to tear her down.Asher took a step forward, his imposing frame towering over Juliet, the room suddenly feeling smaller under the weight of his presence. His voice, low and sharp, cut through the tension like a blade. “Juliet, what exactly are you trying to accomplish here?”Juliet’s smirk widened, emboldened by what she assumed was his anger t
Return of The Supreme General 019. Not Your Regular Loser
Juliet smirked as she turned, mistaking Asher’s commanding voice for hesitation or reconsideration. Her confidence returned in an instant and her arrogance almost unbearable as she met his gaze. “I knew it,” she said with a mocking laugh. “You’re all bark, Asher. You’ve always been soft when it mattered. What is it? Changed your mind?”But Asher’s expression remained cold and unyielding, and with a dismissive wave of his hand, he silenced her gloating. “Don’t flatter yourself, Juliet,” he said, his voice calm but with an hidden strength. “You seem to always make yourself feel too important.”Juliet’s smug grin faltered, confusion flashing in her eyes. “What do you mean?” she asked, her voice losing its edge.“Don't you think you're forgetting something?” Asher replied, his tone razor-sharp.Juliet tilted her head, her confusion deepening. “Forgetting? What could I possibly be forgetting?”Asher stepped closer, his presence dominating the space. “You owe Janine an apology,” he said
Return of The Supreme General 020. A Despicable Husband
The mood changed the moment Klaus stormed in, his face filled with anger. His dark eyes locked on Janine, who froze, looking both shocked and uneasy.The crowd, which had started to leave, stopped and turned back, sensing trouble coming."Well, well," Klaus spat, his voice dripping with venom. "Is this where you’ve been hiding? In the arms of another man while my mother lies sick at home, wondering where you are?"Janine blinked, startled, and took a cautious step forward. "Klaus, what are you—"“Don’t,” he barked, cutting her off with a raised hand. “Don’t you dare act clueless, Janine. My father needs meals prepared, my mother needs care, and what are you doing? Playing the victim here, crying on some other man’s shoulder while my family suffers?”Everyone fell into stunned silence as Klaus’s voice echoed off the walls. Janine’s cheeks flushed with humiliation, her lips trembled as she tried to find words to defend herself.“Klaus,” she managed, her voice shaking, “I’ve been tryin
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038. Stairway For The Powerful
As Asher and Janine made their way toward the grand court, the lanterns along the path seemed to highlight their every step. Their presence was undeniable, and behind them, Morgana kept a close watch, her gaze moving through the crowd, making sure no one dared to disrupt them.Janine, still trying to adjust to this new world, walked beside Asher, her fingers brushing the fabric of the gown as she tried to steady herself. Asher walked with calm assurance, occasionally speaking to her in quiet tones, offering support, though his focus never wavered.But then, Asher’s attention shifted, his sharp ears picking up fragments of a nearby conversation, pulling his focus away from Janine. His instincts kicked in, and he paused for a moment, as though sensing something was amiss.As Asher’s steps slowed, his attention shifted to a group of men standing nearby. These weren’t just any men, they were ministers, merchants, and influential figures from powerful families, their voices low but sha
037. They Will Answer To Me
Janine’s gaze lifted to meet Asher’s, her expression caught between disbelief and confusion. “A name so bright?” she murmured, her voice barely audible. For a moment, Janine let herself imagine what it would feel like, what it might mean to be seen, cared for, and untouchable. But just as quickly, she snapped herself back into reality, her walls locking firmly in place.“Don’t bother, Asher,” she said, her voice shaking with frustration and resignation. “I told you, I don’t have it in me anymore. This… all of this… it’s just too much.”Asher didn’t flinch, his face was calm but determined.“I’ve heard those words before,” he said, his voice steady as he stepped closer. “From soldiers who thought they couldn’t take one more step, fight one more battle. You know what I told them?”Janine shook her head, unsure whether she wanted to hear the answer.“I told them that greatness isn’t born in comfort,” he said, his voice low and steady, like the calm before a storm. “It’s forged in fir
036. Janine, The Brightest Star
Klaus started shaking desperately as Janine approached him with her hand trembling but raised.“Janine, no! Please, I’m sorry!” he cried, his voice cracking. But the words were hollow, filled with panic, not remorse.His eyes darted frantically to Asher and Morgana, silently begging them to intervene, but neither moved a muscle. He was trapped.Janine stopped just a step away, her breathing uneven as pain and anger sparked in her eyes.“Klaus,” she said, her voice low but steady, carrying the weight of all she had endured, “you called me weak. You called me worthless. But you know what weakness really is?”Before he could respond, she slapped him. The sound cracked like thunder. Klaus staggered slightly, his head snapped to the side and his cheek glowed red.The crowd held their breath, stunned by the raw power of the moment. Janine stood tall, her fiery gaze locked on Klaus, showing a strength no one had ever given her credit for.“What’s weak,” she continued, her voice growing stro
035. The Fake Prince Punishment
Klaus’s voice broke the silence, filled with panic and anger.“You’re lying, Asher!” he shouted, fists clenched, shaking with rage. “You’ve hated me from the start! This is just your way of destroying me, everything I’ve worked for!”Asher stood firm, unfazed by Klaus’s outburst. His calm, steady gaze never left Klaus, his face unreadable, but his presence alone was commanding and powerful.When he finally spoke, his voice was calm, deliberate, and far more menacing than Klaus’s frantic shouting.“Morgana,” Asher said, his tone carrying the weight of command, “bring the DNA results.”The crowd gasped, whispers quickly spreading, each one adding to the growing tension in the room.Morgana, standing at the edge of the crowd, stepped forward and handed Asher a sealed envelope. Her face was emotionless.Klaus’s fury shifted to panic as he watched Asher take the envelope.“This is insane!” Klaus yelled, his voice shaking. “What kind of man meddles in other people’s lives like this?"“You t
034. The Selfish Maid
The room went silent, eyes wide with shock. People exchanged confused glances, trying to take in what the Supreme General had just said. Asher stopped at the door, his presence making everyone hold their breath. The room was completely silent except for the quiet murmurs spreading through the crowd. Asher’s eyes locked on Klaus, who now looked pale. He turned to the crowd and spoke, his voice cutting through the tension.“Since we’re all sharing truths, here’s one more for you,” Asher said, each word clear and strong, like a punch to the gut.“The man who calls himself Klaus Masterson is a fraud. He’s not even a true Masterson. His blood doesn’t run in this family.”The room erupted in shock. People gasped and whispered. Helen shook with disbelief, clutching her chest as if trying to stop the rush of emotions.Robert, usually calm, stood still, his face hardening as he looked back and forth between Asher and Klaus.Klaus went pale, his confident smile gone. He stammered, struggling
033. The Fake Heir
Asher’s grip on Klaus’s face tightened, his fingers pressing hard into his jaw, holding him in place like he was trying to force him to face the truth of his actions.His sharp eyes turned to Janine, who stood a few feet away, frozen in shock. Her face was pale, and her shoulders shook as if the weight of everything that had happened was too much to bear.“Janine,” Asher said, his voice calmer now but firm. “Come here.”She hesitated, glancing between Klaus, who looked weak and defeated, and Asher, whose strong and protective presence felt almost too much to handle. Still, she didn’t move.Her eyes fell to the shredded remains of her dress lying on the floor, a painful reminder of everything Klaus had taken from her—her pride, her dreams, and her confidence.Asher took a step closer, still gripping Klaus by the collar.“Janine,” he said again, his voice steadier now, breaking through her haze of despair.“I know you’re tired. I know it feels like everything’s falling apart. But this
032. It Becomes More Entertaining
Janine’s tear-streaked face lifted slowly, her body trembling as she tried to gather herself. Her blurry vision cleared, and her breath hitched when she saw Asher standing before her.His strong arms still supported her, but his gaze was unlike anything she’d ever seen before, cold, intense, and burning with fury.“Asher…” she whispered, her voice cracking, unable to say more.Asher’s jaw tightened. He straightened her on her feet but didn’t let go, his piercing eyes locking onto hers. “Janine,” he began, his voice low but laced with anger.“why are you here? Why are you letting yourself suffer this from him?” His words were sharp, almost accusatory, as if her tears alone were unacceptable to him.Janine opened her mouth to respond, but no words came out, just a fresh wave of tears. She shook her head, sobs choking her.The crowd, silent, watched the exchange, their earlier shock replaced by curiosity and sympathy.Asher’s grip on her arms softened, but his frustration only grew. He l
031. A Distasteful Public Saga
Janine, seeing what Klaus was about to do, rushed forward, her hands trembling as she reached for the gown.“Klaus, please! Don’t do this!” she cried, desperation thick in her voice. But Klaus, towering with rage, snatched the dress away, holding it high above her reach.“You think you can defy me, Janine?” he sneered, his voice cold and venomous. “You think you can humiliate me and still get your little fairytale ending? Not on my watch.”“Klaus, stop this madness!” Robert shouted from behind, his voice breaking with desperation. “This isn’t just about her, it’s about the man you’ve become!”But Klaus paid no heed, his eyes fixed solely on Janine. He grabbed her roughly by her hair, his grip like iron, and dragged her toward the front of the estate.“If you’re so keen on putting on a show, let’s make it a public one!”His grip tightened on her hair as he dragged her towards the estate’s front steps.Her cries of pain echoed but Klaus seemed deaf to them, his face twisted in a gruesom
030. Who Will Get Tamed?
Robert’s voice cracked with a blend of frustration and sorrow. He stood there, staring at Klaus, as though searching for some shred of humanity that once existed in his son. "You saved this family, Klaus," Robert began, his tone quiet but steady, "I won’t deny that. But that doesn’t make you a hero. "It just makes you someone who did what needed to be done. What we all should have done together. You acted alone, and you acted like you were doing us a favor."Klaus’s face twisted with anger, his fists clenching at his sides. "What the hell do you know about favors, old man?" His words spat out like venom. "Do you think I wanted to do this alone? You think I enjoyed watching this family crumble while you hid behind your excuses and your sick wife?"Robert took a step forward, his eyes filled with pain. "No, Klaus. I know you didn’t want to do it alone. But you didn’t have to make the rest of us feel like burdens.""When a family faces struggles, we should stand together. We help each
