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THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 61
The class reunion banquet was slowly turning into a battleground of power, accusations, and egos.The lavish venue at Darkeis Winery had become the backdrop for Peter Park’s relentless attempts to tear Jack Sullivan down, and Jack was still standing firm, unshaken by the chaos around him.But things were far from settled.At a nearby table, Benson, the wealthy young master from the Garvos family, was chatting politely with Raymond, the son of the winery’s owner.However, Benson’s mood suddenly soured when he overheard a conversation about the villa he had been promised for the evening.“What do you mean the villa is unavailable?” Benson’s voice was ice-cold, and he looked at Raymond, his brow furrowed in anger.“I was told it was undergoing renovations.”Raymond’s heart skipped a beat. He had lied to Benson.The villa had been intentionally kept off-limits because of the disturbance Jack had caused earlier, but now it was clear that Benson was furious.Raymond panicked, realizing that
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 62
“About the villa, right?” Rolex interrupted smoothly, his tone almost patronizing.“Don’t worry about it. I’m sure it’s all just a misunderstanding.”Raymond hesitated for a moment before nodding, understanding that Rolex was acting as the mediator in this situation.It was clear that Rolex’s words held weight, and Raymond didn’t want to anger him.“You’re right, Rolex. I’ll take care of it. Let’s forget about it.”The tension in the room dissipated as everyone exhaled in relief.The issue seemed to be solved.For a moment, it looked like Jack Sullivan had come out on top, with Rolex’s influence smoothing things over.The classmates, some of whom had been worried about the situation escalating, began to relax again.But Peter Park, ever the schemer, wasn’t done yet.He watched the scene unfold with a bitter expression.His plans had been thwarted by Rolex’s intervention, and it was clear that he needed a new strategy.He wasn’t going to let Jack get away with being untouched by all th
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 63
The room was filled with a palpable tension, the weight of Peter Park’s anger and Benson’s growing frustration settling in like a storm about to break.Peter Park, who had been so certain of his plan to humiliate Jack Sullivan, was now standing on the sidelines, watching as Rolex calmly stepped in and diffused the situation.Peter didn’t understand the connection between Rolex and Jack.Who was this man?He seemed to have everyone’s respect, and it made Peter seethe with jealousy.But Peter didn’t have time to dwell on that.He had a new plan, one that relied on Benson and his position.Benson was from the influential Garvos family, a power that Peter believed could put an end to Jack’s supposed “misconduct” with one swift move.Benson, however, had other things on his mind. His eyes, cold and calculating, shifted between Rolex and Jack.He was used to getting what he wanted, and he certainly wasn’t going to let some bastard son like Rolex get in the way. Benson had always looked down
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 64
The banquet hall erupted into chaos. Peter Park, his smug face twisted in confidence, had just tried to take Lisa Johnson away under Benson’s orders. He had been so sure of himself, so certain that Jack Sullivan wouldn’t dare to resist.But Jack didn’t hesitate.With one swift motion, Jack stabbed a knife straight through Peter Park’s hand, the blade sinking into flesh with a sickening thud.Peter let out a bloodcurdling scream, his knees buckling as he clutched his hand. Blood dripped onto the polished floor as his face contorted in agony. “AAAAARGH! MY HAND!”The room fell deathly silent. Everyone, including Rolex and Benson, froze. No one had expected Jack to act so ruthlessly.Lisa, who had initially gasped in shock, was now looking at Jack in a mix of awe and relief. He had protected her without hesitation. Jack was calm, as if he had just swatted away an annoying fly.He gently turned to Lisa and brushed a strand of hair from her face, his voice low and reassuring. “Ignore them,
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 65
The air in the banquet hall shifted instantly.Just minutes ago, Jack Sullivan had been nothing more than a punching bag for everyone’s ridicule—someone they could mock, dismiss, and humiliate. But now? The entire room was looking at him with awe and fear.The same classmates who had whispered that Lisa Johnson only married him for money?The same people who had laughed at him behind his back?They were now flocking around him, their faces plastered with fake admiration."Jack, buddy! You should’ve told us you owned Darkeis Winery!" One of them chuckled nervously, patting Jack’s shoulder like they had been lifelong friends."Man, we always knew you were special!" Another chimed in, his voice dripping with desperation.Jack watched them with mild amusement. Just moments ago, these rats were watching, hoping for him to fail, but now they were scurrying around, trying to latch onto his success. Typical.Lisa, standing beside Jack, could only roll her eyes at their sudden change in attitu
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 66
The night at Darkeis Winery was supposed to be over. Benson Garvos had been thrown out like a stray dog, and Jack Sullivan had enjoyed his victory with a glass of wine.But some dogs don’t know when to stay down.Outside, Benson sat in his car, his cheek still burning from Jack’s slap, his mind seething with humiliation.“That bastard… That bastard Sullivan…!” Benson gritted his teeth, gripping his phone so hard it nearly cracked.He refused to accept this. Refused to let Jack walk away untouched after humiliating him.With one call, he summoned his bodyguards—a group of thick-necked, muscle-brained thugs who could barely spell their own names, but knew how to throw a punch.And if that wasn’t enough, he made another call—To Samuel, his trusted subordinate. A man who made cockroaches look respectable.“Bring the men. Block the entire winery. No one leaves.” Benson ordered.Samuel, always eager to please, chuckled. “Consider it done, Boss. That Sullivan guy? He’s finished.”Within twe
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Benson stood tall, his arrogance radiating like a man who thought he was untouchable. His eyes burned with rage as he glared at Jack Sullivan.“Julia! What the hell are you doing?!” he spat, rubbing his bruised jaw. “You’re my senior in martial arts! You should be helping me, not attacking me!”Julia Yates didn’t even glance at him.Instead, she took a deep breath, turned toward Jack, and bowed deeply.“Mr. Sullivan, I sincerely apologize for the disrespect you've received tonight. I had no idea you were here. Had I known, this nonsense would have never happened.”The entire crowd went dead silent.Benson’s brain short-circuited.Peter Park nearly choked on air.Even Rolex’s jaw dropped slightly, his usually cool demeanor cracking.Did Julia Yates just bow to Jack Sullivan?Benson, still clutching his aching jaw, shook his head in disbelief. “Julia…? What are you saying? Why are you bowing to this nobody?! He’s a useless—”BAM!Before Benson could finish, Julia’s fist connected with h
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 68
The room went completely silent again.Benson’s eyes widened in horror. “Wait—”Before he could finish, Julia grabbed him by the collar and yanked him off the ground like he weighed nothing.Then, with a forceful push, she slammed him back onto his knees.THUD.The once-proud young master of the Garvos family… was now kneeling before Jack Sullivan.Benson’s face burned with humiliation. His body trembled. He had never been so utterly defeated.Jack, watching him with indifference, spoke again.“Now. Apologize.”Benson’s fists clenched. “You… I…”Julia grabbed him by the back of the neck and forced his head lower.“Say it.”Benson gritted his teeth. Every fiber of his pride screamed against it.But he had no choice.“I…” His voice was barely a whisper.Julia tightened her grip. “Louder.”Benson choked on his own humiliation.Then, finally—“I… I’M SORRY!” His voice cracked as he yelled it out.The entire room gasped.Lisa, standing beside Jack, couldn’t help but smile.Jack Sullivan, t
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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
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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?
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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.
