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THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 101
Jasper’s eyes were now practically spitting fire, but before he could respond, the atmosphere shifted. A large, imposing figure appeared behind Jack. Big Tom, his broad shoulders blocking the light, stood with a scowl etched deep into his face.“Enough, Steel,” Big Tom growled, his voice low and dangerous. “You’ve got the nerve to disrespect Mr. Sullivan in my presence?” He turned to Jack, offering a brief nod of respect before slapping Jasper across the face with a force that made the room go silent.Jasper recoiled in shock, his hand flying to his cheek as he stumbled back, eyes wide with disbelief. His jaw dropped as he realized what had just happened—Big Tom, the enforcer known for his brutal strength, had just slapped him like a child. But that wasn’t the most shocking part.“Wait… Mr. Sullivan?” Jasper muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. His brain scrambled to connect the dots. His gaze flicked from Big Tom to Jack, his eyes widening with realization. “You... you’re the
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 102
Garrett’s face twisted with fury as Jack’s words hung in the air. The auction hall, which had been buzzing with excitement just moments before, now fell into a tense silence. Garrett’s eyes locked onto Jack with a mixture of anger and disbelief.“What the hell do you mean, inferior?” Garrett’s voice was a harsh bark, as though he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “You’ve got the nerve to stand here and discredit my work? The Evergreen Formula is a masterpiece. It’s taken me years to perfect it, and now you come in here, throwing around accusations?”Jack didn’t flinch. His gaze was steady, almost bored as he met Garrett’s fiery stare. “It’s not a masterpiece, Garrett. It’s a scam. You’ve got over 40 ingredients crammed into a pill, but you’ve done nothing to refine them properly. It’s all just herbs pressed together with no thought to the balance or the technique required. You’re fooling the crowd, and you know it.”A murmur spread across the crowd, some curious, others skeptical,
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 103
As the final seconds of the ten-minute countdown ticked away, the room was filled with a heavy silence, broken only by the faint hum of nervous whispers. Frank Rolex, focused and precise, carefully placed the Evergreen Formula onto a small stand, his hands steady as he completed the refinement process. The crowd watched in rapt attention, eager to see the results.Finally, Frank stepped back, and the moment of truth arrived.The formula shimmered slightly, glowing faintly with a soft, ethereal luminescence. A powerful, intoxicating aroma filled the air, rich with the scent of expertly refined herbs. Gasps spread throughout the auction hall. Even the most skeptical onlookers couldn’t deny the transformation. The Evergreen Formula, which had once been a simple concoction of herbs, now seemed like something far more potent.One of the experts, an elder in the field of medicinal refinement, stepped forward, inhaling deeply as he examined the formula. His eyes widened in astonishment. “Thi
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 104
The atmosphere in the auction hall had shifted entirely by the second round of bidding. Frank Rolex’s formula, now enhanced with Jack’s morning dew, was up against Garrett’s latest creation: the "Highland Vitality Elixir." Garrett, still reeling from the previous round’s defeat, stood in the back, trying to hide his growing anxiety.Jack, ever the opportunist, couldn't resist taking another jab at Garrett. He leaned toward the auctioneer, loud enough for everyone to hear, and shook his head with a mocking grin.“Let me get this straight,” Jack said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “You raise livestock, feed it some herbs, collect its blood, and call that refinement? That’s not medicine; that’s animal husbandry.” He paused for effect, looking over at Garrett with a smirk. “Maybe you should add a new title to your resume: ‘Veterinarian of the Year.’”The crowd couldn’t contain their laughter, and Garrett’s face turned an alarming shade of red. The insult was too much, too public for hi
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 105
“I can’t believe this,” Charlotte muttered under her breath, her hands clenched tightly around the armrests of her chair. She had prepared for this auction, carefully budgeting between $700 million and $800 million to secure Seven Oaks Apothecary’s assets. But Frank’s formulas were skyrocketing in price, pushing well past anything she had ever anticipated. “We’ve been outplayed.”Jessica, who had been sitting beside her, turned toward her with wide, anxious eyes. “We can still get more funds. We could talk to investors, raise additional capital…”Charlotte shook her head sharply, cutting her off. “It’s useless, Jessica. We can’t compete with this. Frank’s formulas are worth more now than we could ever afford, and it’s only going to get worse.” She turned to look out the window, watching the auction in the distance. Her mind was racing, but the numbers didn’t lie. Frank had completely crushed Garrett, and now he was going to make a fortune off his formulas. There was no way they could
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 106
The auction hall had turned into a graveyard for egos. Garrett’s fury echoed across the room as his final, desperate screams filled the space that once buzzed with excitement.“This is a farce!” he bellowed, face red, veins bulging. “You mainstream medicine types are nothing but narrow-minded, self-righteous snakes! You think you’ve won? You’ll all pay for this! You’ll be punished—punished!”But no one listened. Most were too busy celebrating Frank Rolex’s staggering success or watching Garrett implode like a collapsing circus tent. The man who once stood tall on a pedestal of hype and arrogance now looked pitiful, flailing in the ashes of his defeat.Frank stood calmly off to the side, his arms crossed, his gaze cool. The faintest smile touched his lips. So this is how it feels, he thought, to be pulled back from the edge by someone truly formidable. Without Jack’s intervention, Seven Oaks Apothecary would have been gutted. Now? It was worth billions.Garrett’s tantrum sputtered out
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 107
“Mr. Sullivan,” Frank said, voice steady but brimming with reverence. “You didn’t just save my business today—you saved the legacy of Seven Oaks Apothecary. Without you, Charlotte would’ve sliced this place up and sold the pieces to vultures like Garrett.”Before Jack could respond, Frank suddenly dropped to one knee. Then—one after another—his disciples followed suit. Twelve pharmacists and alchemists, respected figures in Westport’s medicinal community, knelt before Jack like knights swearing fealty to a king.“You are our savior,” Frank declared. “From this day forward, everyone under Seven Oaks—doctors, pharmacists, researchers—we serve you. Whatever you need, we’ll make it happen.”Jack raised a brow, slightly amused by the dramatic gesture. “You sure about that, Frank? You know I’m not exactly the warm and fuzzy type.”Frank smiled. “We’re not pledging loyalty out of emotion. We’re doing it because you earned it. You saved us from extinction with one hand tied behind your back.”
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 108
Inside the stone-walled chamber hidden beneath Seven Oaks Apothecary, Jack Sullivan sat shirtless and cross-legged in complete silence. The Iron Tree and Silver Flower loomed before him—ten feet of gnarled red root and shimmering petals, radiating ancient energy like a living forge. The glow cast shifting shadows across the room as Jack exhaled slowly, drawing that power inward.This wasn’t about flashy spiritual arts. Jack wasn’t aiming to fly or shoot flames from his hands. He was focused on something deeper. Something primal.I don’t want to be untouchable, he thought. I want to be unbreakable.He had chosen a rare cultivation path: Titan Frame—a brutal method focused not on spiritual enlightenment but on pure physical dominance. The first phase required forging his muscles, bones, and sinews into something beyond human.The Iron Tree’s metallic root and the silver blossoms weren’t just mystical—they were catalysts. Jack guided the tree’s energy into his body like molten steel pour
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CHAPTER 192
The corners of his mouth twitched—a glitch in his programming. For a split second, his expression was unreadable, primitive, before smoothing back into practiced charm."Nancy." The voice came from behind her, a familiar baritone laden with forced joviality. "There you are!"Brent Wyatt, her agent of eight years, appeared at her elbow like a conjuring trick. His Tom Ford suit (last season's, bought on discount) strained slightly at the shoulders, and his smile was plastered on with the desperation of a man watching his commission evaporate."Mr. Tian," Brent said, extending a hand that Tyler pointedly ignored. "I see you two are getting acquainted. Excellent, excellent.""Your client seems reluctant to discuss terms," Tyler said, his voice a study in affected boredom.Brent's laugh was too loud, bouncing off the marble like broken glass. "Come on, Nancy," he said, chuckling nervously. "Don't make a scene. Mr. Tian's being generous. Thirty million isn't pocket change. This could launch
CHAPTER 191
Inside the private lounge of Volcano Crest Resort, the atmosphere was rich with lavender incense and fake sincerity. The marble floors gleamed under golden chandeliers, and the faint sound of soft jazz oozed from the walls like a forced smile.At the center of it all sat Nancy Winter, the nation’s sweetheart, dressed in a sleek silk robe and holding a teacup she hadn’t sipped from.Across from her was Tyler Tian, the spoiled son of Eastridge’s city leader.Tyler looked like wealth had dressed him, fed him, and done his thinking for him. Expensive watch, custom shoes, cologne that tried too hard. But behind the practiced grin, something was… off. His eyes were vacant, smile twitching—like a puppet trying to pass as human.The porcelain teacup before her remained untouched, its contents cooling from scalding to tepid. Her lipstick—the same shade as her dress—would leave no mark on it today."Why so tense, Nancy?" Tyler Tian's voice slithered across the space between them. "You look like
CHAPTER 190
The room was still tense with the aftershock of Thomas Tang’s public humiliation.He remained kneeling on the ground like a squashed roach, blood drying on his nose, terrified to breathe too loud in case Jack Sullivan changed his mind and finished the job.Meanwhile, Tina Yale, who had once laughed at Rachel and treated Jack like a peasant, now stood frozen like her brain had blue-screened.“Y-You’re really from that Sullivan family?” she stammered, voice brittle.Jack didn’t look at her. He was helping Rachel into a dry robe, gently draping it over her shoulders.Tina stepped forward, voice switching from arrogant to syrupy-sweet in a heartbeat. “Mr. Sullivan! Oh my gosh, I had no idea you were… that important.”Jack glanced at her, unimpressed.“I mean,” Tina continued with a nervous giggle, “if I had known, I never would’ve... well, you know… spoken out of turn.”Rachel rolled her eyes. “You mean called him a show-off and treated him like a janitor?”Tina turned red. “That was a jo
CHAPTER 189
Rachel Young stood dripping in front of the steaming pool, arms clutched around herself, face burning redder than the volcanic mist surrounding them. She wanted to vanish. Right there. Into the steam, the water, the ground—anywhere but here.“I—it was an accident!” she stammered, looking at Tina, Wendy, and the furious man storming toward them.But no one was listening.Thomas Tang, red-faced and puffed up like a spoiled goose, stood in the doorway with his guards flanking him like bulldogs on a leash. His expensive shirt was unbuttoned halfway like he was auditioning for a mob boss role he had no business playing."You humiliate me in public," Thomas snarled, pointing a shaking finger at Jack. "You touch what’s mine, and you think you’ll walk away? I’ll crush you! You have no idea who I am!”Jack didn’t flinch.Still standing half-submerged in the spring, he calmly handed Rachel a towel. “Dry off. Don’t catch a cold.”Rachel blinked at him, stunned by his cool demeanor.He’s calm? Wi
CHAPTER 188
The audition room stank of desperation—cheap perfume, bad foundation, and the raw hunger of a hundred girls clawing for a scrap of fame.When it was finally Rachel Young’s turn, Tina Yale nearly dragged her to the front like a prize cow being paraded for auction.Standing near the casting table was Thomas Tang, heir to one of Eastridge’s wealthiest families and son of the President of the Chamber of Commerce. A man who thought his last name gave him the right to pluck any girl he wanted like low-hanging fruit.Tina whispered excitedly, "Smile, girl. You’re about to get your golden ticket."Rachel, heart hammering, tried her best to act polite."Mr. Tang, this is Rachel Young," Tina said with a simpering smile. "She’s amazing. She’s perfect for the role."Thomas didn’t even bother hiding the way his eyes swept over Rachel, lingering far too long.A sleazy grin spread across his face as he reached out, trying to grab Rachel’s hand like she was an item on display."Come," Thomas said, vo
CHAPTER 187
The casting line at Volcano Crest Resort barely moved.Rachel Young stood in heels that pinched and a dress she didn’t even like, eyes flicking toward the fake movie banner ahead: Spring Heart, Winter Flame. A glorified soap opera wrapped in indie film packaging—except everyone knew what it really was.A gift-wrapped vanity project for Nancy Winter, funded by someone with too much money and not enough talent.Beside her, Tina Yale tapped away on her phone, smirking as she read through a gossip blog post.“I swear,” Tina said, laughing, “if Nancy gets any more plastic surgery, the next red carpet should be hosted by a recycling plant.”Rachel shot her a look. “Maybe don’t say that right before we walk in to audition to play her servant?”Tina shrugged, unbothered. “Oh, please. She doesn’t even know who’s getting cast. The real boss here is Tyler Tian.”Rachel raised an eyebrow. “You mean the guy funding all this?”Tina grinned, leaning in like she was sharing state secrets. “You really
CHAPTER 186
The air shifted as Jack Sullivan walked toward the lower basin of Crystal Springs. It wasn’t the usual kind of heat or humidity. It carried weight—an invisible charge that made his skin prickle.He paused near a jagged rock wall, narrowing his eyes.Black diamond crystal, he thought.A rare mineral. Dense with elemental energy. Lethal in combat, priceless in martial cultivation.Only a few in the country even knew how to sense it, let alone use it.And Jack felt it pulsing below the surface like a heartbeat under lava.He also sensed movement.Not tourists.Fighters.Others like him. They were here for the same thing—and they weren’t here to relax.But before he could dig deeper—figuratively or literally—a familiar nasal voice cut through the air.“Hey! You again?”Brent Wyatt, Nancy Winter’s agent, stormed across the path with his stupid sunglasses on indoors and a clipboard that probably hadn’t seen real paperwork in years.Jack rolled his eyes. Not this guy again.“You’ve got some
CHAPTER 185
Jack Sullivan stood in the marble-tiled hallway of the Volcano Crest Resort, watching Rachel Young and her overly lip-glossed friend Tina Yale scroll through their phones like they were auditioning for who could ignore him faster.When Jack casually mentioned he knew Nancy Winter, Tina burst out laughing.“Please,” she said, waving her French-manicured fingers in the air. “You? Know Nancy Winter? That’s like a squirrel saying it dated an eagle.”Jack raised an eyebrow. “We grew up together.”Tina smirked. “Yeah? And I once dated Superman. We all have our fairy tales.”Rachel, standing off to the side, looked at Jack with a raised brow, her voice cautious. “Wait, are you serious? Nancy Nancy?”Jack shrugged. “You don’t have to believe me.”Tina scoffed and crossed her arms. “Good. Because we don’t. You’re clearly trying to sound impressive just because we’re here for an audition. What’s next? You’ll say you’re the executive producer’s secret twin?”Jack gave a half-smile. “If that woul
CHAPTER 184
Jack Sullivan didn’t follow after Nancy Winter.He didn’t need to.She had said what she needed to say—with rage in her voice and tears in her eyes. And he? He had no excuse worthy of softening the ache he left behind. He just watched her vanish into the crowd of cameras and makeup artists like a ghost swallowed by spotlight.Still, he felt it.Beneath the fury, beneath the insults—she still cared.And maybe that made it worse.“Hey!”Jack turned.It was Nancy’s agent—Brent Wyatt—a slick-haired man with a clipboard, Bluetooth headset, and the personality of a knockoff talent scout mixed with a tabloid addict.Brent looked Jack up and down like he was inspecting gum on his designer shoes. “Let me make something real clear, soldier boy.”Jack raised a brow, unamused.Brent stepped closer. “Nancy’s a star now. A national icon. She doesn’t need some forgotten war dog crawling out of the past looking to leech off her success.”Jack didn’t flinch. “Is that what you think I’m doing?”“I know