CHAPTER 17
Author: Anakin Detour
last update2024-09-05 17:45:10

"Enough with the joke trash. What the hell are you doing here? Who let you in?" Drake asked bitterly.

"I just told you, this is my company." Adam gestured.

"You?" Drake pointed at his clothes, it was a rag compared to what Drake was wearing. Even if Adam looked good facially, his clothes were still shabby. How dare he brag about being the owner of Bulgart Industry?

Drake went hot red, "How dare you make such claims, I will report you to the authorities for false claims. We all know this industry belongs to Mr. Manchester, you'll be sorry when he finds out you're impersonating him, he's a war General you trash!"

"Go ahead then, I can't keep explaining this to you. And by the way, what are you two doing here?" Adam asked.

Drake laughed, "is that supposed to be a joke? Of course we came to see Mr. White, my family was selected as one of the contractors. And I'm going to help my future wife, Racheal, bag a contract too." He then wrapped his hands around her waist again. Racheal was feeling uncomfortable but she had to endure as long as it'll push Adam away.

"Future wife? So it means you two aren't even married yet?" Adam scoffed. He couldn't believe he went through so much drama because of Drake and he couldn't even marry Racheal.

"What do you mean asshole? We're going to get married!" Drake flared in anger.

"You're so stupid Drake. Isn't it obvious that Racheal is just using you? I doubt she truly loves you." Adam taunted.

They weren't far from the gate, so everyone outside could hear their conversation. Racheal felt embarrassed when all eyes were shot at her, she wouldn't want anyone to think she indeed used Drake, during her birthday party, rumors had already spread that she was dating Drake and she wanted it to remain that way, until she achieved what she wanted completely.

"Don't listen to him, Drake, you know he's a liar."

"I believe you babe. I know you love me." Drake quickly shrugged the thought of Racheal using him off his head.

"After all your efforts to kick me out of your life, how's that working out for you. You went as far as sending me to prison. I expect you to be married to Drake by now, I mean isn't he the reason we got divorced in the first place?" Adam continued to fuel the conversation with pressure.

Racheal felt attacked, Adam was speaking facts, she only used Drake to kick him out, she doesn't really love Drake.

"Poor Drake, I'm sure you haven't even kissed my ex wife."

"Shut up you trash! Or I'll send you back to where you came from!" Drake was vibrating in rage, he was going to tear Adam apart, but again Adam was speaking facts. He hasn't even kissed Racheal, she kept turning him down after she divorced Adam.

"You talk a lot for a man, Drake. you're pathetic!"

Anakin Detour

Hello readers, thanks for reading this far. I'll appreciate a review as it will be a form of encouragement to the author. And be assured I'll give you quality chapters. Thanks

| 99+
Continue to read this book for free
Scan the code to download the app

Latest Chapter

  • Chapter 675

    But Adam was in no hurry.He stood beside the bed for a long moment, his expression unreadable, as if weighing something heavy in his heart. With deliberate restraint, he lifted only the edge of her dress enough to confirm her condition, his touch brief and controlled, devoid of indulgence. A faint ripple of spiritual energy flowed from his palm, sinking into her body like a warm current.Moments later, the effects of the sedative were forced out.Whitney’s eyelashes fluttered. Her brows knitted together as confusion crossed her face. Then her eyes snapped open.She froze.The unfamiliar room. The bed beneath her. Adam standing a short distance away.Her breath hitched. She scrambled backward until her back hit the headboard, panic flashing in her eyes. “How did I get here?” she demanded. “What did you do to me?”Adam took a step back, deliberately widening the distance between them. “Relax. I didn’t touch you in the way you’re thinking,” he said calmly. “You were drugged. Your father

  • Chapter 674

    Lazarus let out a long breath and said gravely, “Whitney, let’s put aside whether he has truly exhausted his vitality or not. One thing is undeniable—his medical skills are extraordinary. You can’t deny that.”Whitney clenched her fists. She wanted to refute him, to tear his argument apart, but the words caught in her throat. A single pill curing terminal cancer was nothing short of a miracle. Even Ezekiel, the legendary physician revered across the continent, had never accomplished something so outrageous.Seeing her fall silent, Lazarus pressed on. “That old man may truly be capable of curing your brother. This could be our only chance. If we miss it, Julian’s future—and the future of the Marlowe family—will be destroyed. So why don’t you—”“Enough!” Whitney cut him off sharply, her voice shaking with anger. “So in the end, you want to sacrifice me?”Her eyes reddened as she stared at her father. “Is that it?”Lazarus’s expression hardened. “Whitney, this is an unfortunate necessity

  • Chapter 673

    “Rest assured, Mr. Lazarus,” Adam said calmly, his voice steady though his face still carried a trace of fatigue. “As long as I can recover my vitality, repairing your son’s condition will not be a problem. However…” He paused briefly, then added meaningfully, “I am concerned that Ms. Marlowe may not be willing to cooperate.”Lazarus’s eyes flickered, but his tone remained firm. “That’s not something you need to worry about. I’ll handle it myself.” He rose to his feet and said decisively, “I’ll have her come to you tonight.”With that, he turned and left, Julian following close behind, his expression filled with barely concealed hope and impatience.⸻Whitney was seated in the living room of the Marlowe residence, idly scrolling through her phone when a servant informed her that Lazarus wanted to see her immediately. Sensing something unusual, she stood up and headed over at once.“Dad,” she said as she approached him, her brows knitting together. “You called me over so urgently. Did

  • Chapter 672

    “Rest assured, Mr. Lazarus,” Adam said calmly, his tone steady yet faintly weary. “As long as I can recover my vitality, repairing your son’s core will not be an issue. However…” He paused, his gaze lowering slightly. “I am concerned that Ms. Marlowe may not be willing to cooperate.”Lazarus’s expression hardened. “That’s not something you need to worry about,” he said flatly. “I’ll speak to her myself. She’ll come to you tonight.”With that, he turned and left, Julian following closely behind, his steps filled with barely contained excitement.Whitney was seated in the living room of the Marlowe residence, idly flipping through a book when she sensed the atmosphere shift. The servants grew quiet, and the air felt heavy. When she looked up, Lazarus was already approaching her.“Dad,” she said, standing up instinctively, “you sent for me so urgently. What’s going on?”Lazarus stopped a short distance away. He opened his mouth, then closed it again, clearly struggling to find the right

  • Chapter 671

    Adam lifted his hand slightly, interrupting the charged silence. His tone was calm, but the words he spoke struck like thunder.“Mr. Lazarus is right. Six months is indeed a short time. However—” He paused deliberately, letting the tension build. “—if you wait that long, your destroyed core may become completely irreparable.”The room froze.Julian’s breath hitched. His pupils shrank as he lunged forward and grabbed Adam by the arms, forgetting all decorum. “What did you say?!” he demanded, his voice trembling. “You mean… my core can be restored?”For years, Julian had resigned himself to being a cripple—someone who could neither cultivate nor rise above ordinary men. Regaining basic function had already felt like a miracle. The idea of repairing his core entirely was something he had never even dared to imagine.“Dr. Miracle,” Lazarus said slowly, his usually composed face betraying both disbelief and restrained excitement, “repairing a destroyed core is unheard of. Even ancient sect

  • Chapter 670

    “Dream on!” Whitney shoved Adam away with all her strength, her face pale with fury and panic. She didn’t dare linger for even a second. Turning on her heels, she fled the room as if chased by a demon, her footsteps echoing down the corridor.Adam watched her retreating figure, a faint, unreadable smile curling at the corners of his lips. He didn’t pursue her. There was no need. Some seeds, once planted, would take root on their own.The next morning, Adam appeared refreshed on the surface, though his complexion still carried a deliberate hint of pallor. At his request, Lazarus and Julian soon arrived.“Dr. Miracle,” Lazarus greeted with a practiced smile, “how have you been these past few days? Has your condition improved at all?”Adam sighed lightly, as if weighed down by invisible fatigue. “I’m managing, but the loss of vital energy from refining the pills was severe. Recovery has been… slow.”Julian’s heart tightened at once. “Dr. Miracle, is there truly no way to restore your vit

More Chapter
Explore and read good novels for free
Free access to a vast number of good novels on MegaNovel app. Download the books you like and read anywhere & anytime.
Read books for free on the app
Scan code to read on App