The Useless Husband Is A Secret Young Master

Chapter 5: The Diamond Pass

Chapter 5

Cold steel handcuffs slammed around Liam's wrists before he could even step 8 kilometers away from his family's mansion doors.

Three police officers shoved him violently against the hood of a patrol car, forcing his head down on the freezing metal in an unbelievably humiliating display.

"How can I kidnap my own daughter?" Liam shouted, struggling to look up as little Lily cried out in terror nearby. "She is my child!"

Sandra’s mother stood on the curb, her arms folded over her chest, a cruel, triumphant sneer plastered across her face.

"Look at this homeless freak pretending to be a father!" she shrieked at the officers. "Officer, he snatched my granddaughter without permission! Lock this useless church rat in a holding cell for the night and throw away the key! Show him what happens when a nobody tries to play high and mighty!"

Without asking a single question, the officers slammed Liam into the back of the vehicle. That night, inside the dark, cold cell, Liam was subjected to relentless brutality. Bribed by Julian's connections, the guards beat him without mercy, leaving his body bruised and bleeding on the concrete floor.

Lying in the dark, spitting blood onto the cold ground, Liam stared at the ceiling, his jaw clenched tight. The pain in his body was nothing compared to the cold fire burning in his soul. He swore a silent, unbreakable oath to himself that night. Once he stepped out of these iron bars and reclaimed his rightful place, he would train his body relentlessly and learn how to fight until no man on earth could ever lay a hand on him again.

At dawn, heavy leather shoes echoed down the hallway.

The cell door swung open, and Old Anderson stepped inside, surrounded by six heavily armed private operatives and the police chief himself, who was trembling violently in fear.

"Young Master!" Mr Anderson gasped, his eyes flaring with lethal rage at the sight of Liam's bruised face. "Forgive us! We arrived as fast as we could!"

Mr Anderson personally escorted Liam out to a waiting armored convoy. Within hours, a team of top-tier private doctors, tailors, and stylists worked around the clock inside the penthouse suite of the Grand Imperial Hotel. They cleaned his wounds, styled his dark hair, and fitted him into a bespoke, hand-stitched suit worth more thanSandra's entire annual salary.

By evening, the White House International Auction building was glowing under massive spotlights.

Tickets for the event were nearly impossible to obtain, restricted to the top fraction of global society. Holding a Silver Entry Pass was considered a massive badge of honor, while Gold Passes were reserved for billionaire titans.

Near the grand red carpet entrance, Julian stood besideSandra and her mother, proudly flashing a glossy Silver Entry Pass to surrounding reporters.

"My father used his direct connections as Governor to secure this Silver Pass!" Julian bragged loudly, loud enough for the gathering crowd to hear. "Only the true elite of this city can step foot into this hall tonight!"

Sandra smiled proudly, clinging to Julian's arm, while her mother smirked. "Finally, my daughter is standing beside a real man of culture, not some church rat rotting in a jail cell where he belongs!"

Just then, a sleek, jet-black luxury sedan pulled up to the curb.

The door opened, and Liam stepped out onto the red carpet, carrying little Lily safely in his left arm. He wore a sharp, tailored dark suit that accentuated his tall, commanding posture, his dark eyes cold and piercing.

Julian’s jaw dropped in utter disbelief.Sandra froze, her eyes wide as she stared at the man standing before her.

"Liam?"Sandra gasped, her voice shaking. "How... how are you out of jail?"

Julian quickly recovered his composure, his face twisting into pure disgust. He stepped into Liam's path, blocking the entrance and shouting to the head usher standing at the velvet rope.

"Security! What is this trash doing here?" Julian yelled arrogantly, pointing an angry finger at Liam. "This man is an uninvited church rat! He was literally in a police cell this morning for kidnapping! Kick him out immediately before he ruins the prestige of this auction!"

The head usher, a distinguished man wearing white gloves, looked at Julian, then looked at the card Liam casually produced from his jacket pocket.

The moment the head usher saw the shimmering card, his entire demeanor transformed. His face went deathly pale, and his knees trembled.

Ignoring Julian completely, the head usher snapped to attention and bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle, his voice trembling with absolute reverence.

"Welcome, Sir! We are deeply honored by your presence!"

The usher straightened up and respectfully presented a singular, glowing card trimmed with rare blue diamonds.

"This is the supreme Diamond-Executive VIP Pass, reserved exclusively for the true owner and ultimate benefactor of tonight’s entire auction," the usher announced loudly, his voice echoing across the silent plaza. "Sir, please allow me to escort you directly to the Imperial Private Suite on the top floor!"

The head usher then turned to Julian andSandra, his eyes growing cold and dismissive.

"As for your Silver Pass," the usher said coldly, calling two heavy security guards over, "Silver Pass holders are restricted to the far nosebleed seats in the back balcony. Escort these people to the nosebleed section immediately!"

Julian’s face turned bright red with fury and extreme embarrassment as guards grabbed his arm, forcing him andSandra back.

Whispers and loud murmurs broke out like wildfire through the crowd on the red carpet.

"Is that really him?"

"Isn't that the useless husband everyone was talking about?"

"No way! It must be a prank or some crazy stunt!"

"Maybe he just looks like someone powerful! How could a church rat hold a Diamond Pass?"

Listening to the stinging murmurs of the crowd,Sandra stared at Liam’s receding, powerful back in absolute shock and rising horror, while Julian gripped his Silver Pass so hard his knuckles turned white.