2025-01-21 03:45:05"Are you surprised by my Magnificent Skills?" Franco teased, stepping closer to Edgar who started walking backward in fright.
He was still recovering from how Franco managed to take three MUSCULAR Men down all by himself. As Edgar continued walking backward, Elena walked in front of Franco, preventing him from making further movement. "What now, Elena?" Franco asked, smiling angrily. "You asked me to lick his feet, didn't you? That's what I'm about to do, allow me to do it in peace!" "That's enough, Franco" Elena said, her voice echoing in seriousness. "It doesn't matter how you learnt about those martial skills but that doesn't change the status of how things were between us..." "What are you trying to say?" Franco asked, getting back to his serious self. "Let's get Divorced, Franco!" She said, picking the Divorce papers from the floor. "Divorce again?" Franco's head swung repeatedly. He had honestly thought that Elena would give him a listening ear following the fact that he fought very well like a Ruffian, but she was still adamant about Divorce. "You seriously want to Divorce me because I am poor, right?" He asked, his tone swinging in emotions. "Yes!" Elena responded sharply. "I am divorcing you because you are poor!" "If you knew you'd be divorcing me, why make me stay with you all these years? Why did you defend me in front of your family? Why did you always give me allowances? Why..." "To cut the whole story short, Franco...", Elena cut him off, adding "I only kept you in this marriage because I wasn't ready to marry Edgar!" "I've been in this relationship with Edgar for many years now. It is true that we did break up and my uncle brought you for me to marry but I got back with him not longer than that and once Uncle died, I started arranging for Divorce!" "You've never contributed to my life! You only draw me down. You never motivate me! When I see you, I see poverty! So, why should I continue being in this marriage?" Hearing all these, Franco could have easily broken down but he's a Great MARTIAL Master so he can't break down. He had honestly thought that this marriage would be sweeter the moment he revealed his identity but now, he got to learn that Elena only cared about Money. As Elena finished her statement, Franco collected the Divorce papers from her. He stared at her eyeballs to eyeballs before saying "I have one last question for you, Elena" He said, raising the tension in the face of the guests. "I want you to give me an honest answer to this question!" He added and Elena keened up with an assuring smile "What is it?" She asked. "Did you ever for once love me?" He asked. Elena burst into laughter instantly. That was indeed a funny thing to say. In response, she made jest of him, "Never in my life, did I love you, Franco. There is only one person I love in this life and that is Edgar..." Elena hadn't even completed her statement when Franco put his hand in his chest pocket and brought out a pen. Without wasting time, he signed the Divorce papers! He raised them to their faces and said " I hope you don't REGRET divorcing me!" He dropped the papers instantly and walked out of the banquet. As he walked away, they all laughed at him, calling him "LOOSER!" He kindly ignored them and left the banquet. The moment he came out, someone presented him with some documents. He never knew what those documents were for. But before he could say a word, a voice spoke up "Will you marry me for $1 million per day?" Looking up, Franco's jaw dropped as he saw Muna Scott, the most beautiful lady in the whole world.
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315. Who Sent The Messages?!
As Elena thought about everything more clearly, she suddenly remembered that she was still on the call with Onny. Straightening slightly, she spoke to him in a firm voice.“You may go ahead and leave now,” Elena instructed. “Don’t allow them catch you. Wherever you are right now is owned by Franco. Without proper permission, no one is allowed to be there. Anyone caught there without authorization will definitely be prosecuted. So leave before you put yourself in trouble… and at the same time, drag me into it.”“Yes, Ma’am,” Onny replied obediently.Elena ended the call immediately afterward.Just as she had expected, Franco had already returned to the villa.Muna was there, waiting for him.The moment Franco stepped out of the car and saw her standing there, his face brightened. He walked straight to her, wrapped his arms around her, and planted a gentle kiss on her cheek.“My baby must have been stressed out,” Franco said softly as he held her shoulders. “Come on, let’s go inside.”W
314. Something Must Be Done
Only if the answer would come so quickly.Unfortunately, it wouldn’t.For now, Franco had no choice but to head back to the mansion first before he could hear exactly what it was Muna wanted to tell him.Yes, he had already gotten a villa for himself and his wife.He needed his privacy.Now that his identity was no longer hidden from the entire world, he had to start spending more time physically with his wife. Living openly meant building a real home with her, away from prying eyes.Franco had once spoken to Muna about moving into the most expensive villa in the country.At the time, she had a mood swing and hesitated. She was worried that no one would be there to take care of her Granny if she moved away.What Muna didn’t know was that Granny had been listening to their conversation the entire time.The moment the old woman heard Muna about to decline Franco’s offer of moving into a new home, she reacted instantly.Before the words could even fully leave Muna’s mouth, Granny raised
313. I Have Something I Want To Tell
Abandoning her without another glance, Franco continued walking away. His footsteps faded down the corridor until he finally disappeared from sight.The moment he was gone, something inside Alyana snapped.She grabbed the nearest object and hurled it across the room.Crash!“Nonsense! Nonsense!” she screamed, her voice echoing through the VIP section.Rage burned through her veins as she began destroying everything within reach. Plates crashed to the floor, glasses shattered against the walls, and chairs scraped loudly as she shoved them aside.The commotion immediately alerted the security and restaurant staff.Within moments, several staff members rushed into the VIP area.“Ma'am, please control yourself!” one of them pleaded as they cautiously approached her.Alyana shoved the nearest staff member away.“Just get lost!” she snapped, her eyes blazing with fury. “Nobody should tell me what to do! All of you—get out!”Ignoring their attempts to calm her down, she continued her rampage
312. DNA
Franco stared at the document in his hand, disbelief washing over him. His head slowly shook as shock coursed through his veins.He couldn’t believe his eyes.What he had just seen inside the envelope made absolutely no sense.“Hold on… is this a—”“DNA test results!” Alyana cut in quickly, answering the unfinished question before he could complete it.Franco’s brows furrowed as he looked up at her, clearly taken aback.DNA test?But what truly stunned him wasn’t just the existence of the test. It was the result printed boldly on the paper.Positive.His eyes flicked back to the document again as if hoping the words would somehow change.What the hell?How could the result possibly be positive?A sudden burst of laughter escaped Franco’s lips. The sound was sharp, filled with disbelief and mockery.“You’ve got to be kidding me, right?” he said, lifting the paper slightly as he looked at her.Alyana remained still, her gaze fixed firmly on him.Franco scoffed. “So not only did you lie
311. Take A Look!
Franco’s lips trembled uncontrollably.He could hardly believe what he had just heard… or what he was seeing.Oscar was his child?Oscar was his real blood?Did that mean Alyana had been telling the truth all this time?Or… was she still lying to him?Franco couldn’t make sense of it. His thoughts clashed against each other, refusing to settle into anything reasonable. Even his own mind seemed unable to understand what was happening.The last time he checked, he had only slept with Alyana once.And that night…He hadn’t even been properly drunk.His drink had been tampered with. Mixed with something—something dangerous. A love potion… or rather, a sex potion.That was the only explanation he had ever been able to give himself for what happened that night.But even then, he had always believed that a single night like that wouldn’t possibly lead to a pregnancy.So how?How had Alyana gotten pregnant?And not only that… she had already given birth?And the child… was already this grown?
310. Your Son!
Alyana felt her mood brighten at Franco’s question. A quiet wave of relief settled in her chest as she realized he was already connecting the dots on his own.After all, that was exactly why she had come here, wasn’t it?She had come to tell Franco the truth about his child. Yet somehow, when the moment finally arrived, she found herself unable to say the words directly. Hearing Franco piece things together himself made everything feel easier—almost natural.If he had already begun to suspect the truth, then this conversation might finally lead somewhere meaningful.Encouraged by that thought, Alyana’s smile widened. She placed her bag gently on the table before taking a seat across from him.“Now we’re talking business,” she said lightly, leaning back in her chair.Franco’s eyes narrowed slightly as he studied her expression. Her calmness only deepened his curiosity.“Just tell me the truth,” he said, his voice firm but controlled. “And be realistic about it.” He paused briefly befor
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