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THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER 17 The Price of Arrogance
The night wore on, the energy inside the Sea King Room pulsating with drunken laughter, arrogant boasts, and the occasional flirtatious giggle from Heather Reed.The liquor bottles on the table were now mostly empty, their contents consumed by Nie Mitchell and his entourage as they continued their self-indulgent celebration.Nie leaned back, smirking as he swirled the last remnants of his drink in his glass.“Looks like we’re out. Someone call a waiter.”Heather immediately perked up, eager to please. “I’ll go! I need some air anyway.” She shot Nie a saccharine smile before stepping out of the room, smoothing down her dress as if preparing for a runway walk.The moment she stepped into the dimly lit hallway, the nightclub’s heavy bass thudding through the walls, a thick, sweaty hand clamped around her wrist.Heather yelped, startled, and whipped around to see a middle-aged man, his face flushed with alcohol, leering at her. His gold rings glinted under the club’s neon lights, his silk
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER 18- The Fall of the Fake Alpha
The tense atmosphere inside the Sea King Room was quickly dissolving into uneasy laughter as Nie Mitchell, still full of arrogance, reassured everyone that nothing would happen.But just as Kevin Steel was about to pour himself another drink, the door slammed open with a violent crash.A group of heavily armed men stormed inside, their presence suffocating the room.The air shifted. The stench of power and blood followed them like a silent executioner.Jack Sullivan’s instincts kicked in immediately. Without hesitation, he stepped in front of Emma Brooks, shielding her with his body. His eyes swept over the intruders—these weren’t ordinary thugs.Nie Mitchell, however, was too full of himself to recognize the danger.He shot up from his seat, glaring at the men. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” His voice was full of disdain. “Do you know who I am?”The leader of the group, a mountain of a man with a scar running down his cheek, stepped forward. His suit barely contained his h
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER 19 The Weight of a Name
Nie Mitchell’s face was pale, his forehead still slick with blood from the shattered bottle. His mind raced, searching for something—anything—that could pull him out of this mess.His body trembled, but his voice forced confidence.“Big Tom… I think you’re making a mistake.” He wiped the blood from his brow and straightened up, despite his kneeling position. “Do you know who my father is? Mitchell Group owns half the luxury real estate in this city! If you touch me, my family will make sure you regret it.”Big Tom raised an eyebrow. Then he laughed.A deep, belly-shaking, cruel laugh that made Nie’s insides twist with dread.“Mitchell Group?” Big Tom repeated mockingly, turning to his men. “Did you hear that? We got ourselves a big shot!”His goons chuckled, shaking their heads.Big Tom crouched down, now eye-level with Nie. His voice dropped lower, colder.“You think your daddy’s money matters to me?” He scoffed. “I threw a **businessman just like him into the ocean last year. Know wh
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER 20 Your Ego breaking
Heather Reed’s screams echoed through the room as she was dragged toward the door. Her nails scraped against the floor, heels skidding as she desperately fought against her fate.“Emma! Please!” she shrieked, her voice cracking with terror. “We’re best friends, right?! You have to help me!”Emma Brooks, who had been watching boredly from her seat, finally stood up.The room fell into silence.Her sharp eyes swept over Big Tom, and her voice, calm but commanding, cut through the tension.“Let her go.”Big Tom arched an eyebrow, amused. “Oh? And why would I do that?”Emma took a slow step forward, her presence suddenly much heavier than before.“Because I’m Emma Brooks,” she said coldly. “Of the Brooks family.”Nie Mitchell gasped loudly, as if he had just witnessed a miracle.Kevin Steel’s jaw dropped.Even Heather Reed, mid-sob, looked at Emma with wide, hopeful eyes.Big Tom?He blinked. Then he laughed.A deep, mocking, belly-shaking laugh that sent a chill through the room.“Oh, thi
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER 21 The Name That Silences the Room
A deep, chilling silence followed Jack Sullivan’s slap.Big Tom stood frozen, his fingers slowly brushing the side of his face where Jack had just struck him.The entire room was paralyzed.Heather Reed’s lips trembled, her wide, watery eyes darting between Jack and Big Tom like she had just witnessed a death sentence being signed.Nie Mitchell and Kevin Steel?They looked like men who had just realized they were on a sinking ship—tied up and blindfolded.Then—Big Tom’s jaw tightened. His expression twisted into something dark and venomous.His laughter, slow and deadly, rippled through the room.“Oh,” he whispered, his voice thick with pure rage. “You just fucked up.”His men instantly reached for their weapons, pulling out batons, knives, and even a few concealed pistols.Jack Sullivan didn’t even blink.Instead, he tilted his head slightly, cracking his knuckles with slow, deliberate ease.He looked… bored.Emma Brooks, however, tensed beside him.Heather couldn’t hold back her pan
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER 22 Fear That Breaks a Man
22The Sea King Room had never felt so suffocating. The once-loud, arrogant voices of Nie Mitchell, Kevin Steel, and Heather Reed were now mute, replaced by the sharp tension that choked the air.Jack Sullivan sat coldly on the sofa, legs crossed, his eyes sharp as knives.Big Tom, once brimming with cocky arrogance, was now shivering like a dog caught in a storm. His men stood frozen, awaiting orders, but even they sensed that the tides had turned.And in the far corner of the room, Nie, Kevin, and Heather were pressed against the wall, their backs stiff, faces drained of color.The man they had mocked.The man they had ridiculed.The moment the door slammed shut behind them, Big Tom let out a heavy breath.Then, as if suddenly remembering something, his eyes snapped back to Emma Brooks.For the first time since he entered the room, he hesitated.Jack noticed.He turned to Emma and said, “Go wait outside.”Emma frowned, crossing her arms. “I’m not leaving you here.”Jack sighed. “You
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 23 BE CAREFUL
Big Cobra clenched his fists, his mind racing. He knew now.This wasn’t just some powerful man sitting before him.This was the man who had killed Alex Carter like he was cutting vegetables.This was the man who left The Bull Mason to rot.This was the man who had turned Big Leonard into a corpse.And Charles Carter?Jack had cut off his leg like it was a piece of rotten meat.Big Cobra’s spine shuddered violently.How?!How the hell did he not recognize him sooner?!Jack Sullivan wasn’t just a name whispered in fear.He was a force beyond normal human capabilities.Big Cobra bowed deeply, his voice trembling.“Mr. Sullivan,” he croaked, his once booming, arrogant voice now reduced to a respectful whisper. “I deeply apologize for my disrespect earlier. I was blind.”Logan Lewis, still trying to process the magnitude of his mistake, quickly bowed his head as well.“…Mr. Sullivan,” Logan muttered, his throat dry, his hands clenching his knees.Neither of them dared to speak further.They
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 24 REAL SON IN LAW
24Nie Mitchell, Kevin Steel, and Heather Reed?They were silent in the corner, their arrogance long buried under terror and humiliation.But then—Logan Lewis spoke.His voice was hesitant, but filled with curiosity.“Mr. Sullivan,” he began slowly, choosing his words carefully, “do you… know someone called The Ghost?”The moment those words left his mouth, Big Cobra flinched hard.One of his men audibly gasped, while another’s face paled like he had just seen a demon.Nie Mitchell stiffened, glancing between them, confused. “Who the hell is The Ghost?”Big Cobra, his forehead now dripping with sweat, swallowed hard before speaking.“The Ghost…” he muttered, his voice lower than before, “…is not someone you joke about.”Heather Reed felt her stomach twist.She had never heard of The Ghost before, but if Big Cobra—a man who had no problem smashing bottles over people’s heads—was scared, then it had to be something serious.Logan continued, his voice steady.“He’s a dangerous martial art
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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
CHAPTER 183
The air at Volcano Crest Resort carried a strange weight—thick with steam from the hot springs, yet heavier with the tension rising between Jack Sullivan and the woman who had once meant everything to him.Nancy Winter.The nation's darling. Red carpet royalty. America's fantasy in heels.But now, up close, her eyes weren’t full of glamour. They burned with something far more dangerous—betrayal.She walked toward him with the grace of a panther, smile as sharp as glass. Cameras flashed around her, but all she saw was him.“Well, look who decided to return from the grave,” Nancy said, folding her arms. “The great Jack Sullivan. Alive. Breathing. Married.”Jack didn’t blink. “Nancy—”“No,” she cut in, voice ice-cold. “You don’t get to say my name like that. Like you didn’t vanish off the face of the earth without even a damn voicemail.”Jack exhaled. “It wasn’t what you think.”Nancy laughed bitterly. “Oh, I’m sure. You were busy, right? Got lost in a grocery store aisle for five years?
CHAPTER 182
Jack Sullivan had faced bullets, betrayal, and backroom ambushes. He’d made city kings kneel, snapped spines of mobsters with a glance—but none of that prepared him for being locked in a bedroom by his mother.“Try for a baby,” she’d said with a wink.Try not to die from embarrassment—Jack had thought instead.Lisa sat at the far end of the bed, fidgeting with the hem of her blouse, cheeks redder than a fire alarm. “I didn’t think… I didn’t mean for things to spiral like that,” she whispered, avoiding his gaze.Jack shrugged, hands behind his head as he leaned back. “That’s just my mom’s temper. Explosive as a volcano, but she means well.”Lisa peeked up. “So… the divorce?”He glanced at her, eyes calm. “Off the table.”A soft silence filled the room, but it wasn’t as tense as before.Lisa’s heart fluttered, just a little. He doesn’t want to separate?And strangely, for the first time, she didn’t want to either.The next morning, Jack was halfway through breakfast when Max called him.
