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Andrew Baron : The Undercover Trillionaire On Top Chapter 185 : Miracle Worker In The Mud
There was a trail of relieved murmurs and praises as Dr. Cross stepped back, wiping the sweat off his brow."He’s awake!" someone whispered in awe. Anastasia clutched her father's arm.“Dr. Cross, you did it! You saved Mr. Roman!"Morin stood in the corner, a small smirk playing on his lips. Everything was going according to plan. The next step was just a formality—Mr. Roman would be grateful, and Anastacia would be his.But then, a blood-curdling scream shattered the celebration."I CAN'T MOVE MY BODY!"The entire room turned their attention to the loud scream. The color drained from Morin’s face. The praise turned into gasps of horror as everyone turned to see Mr. Roman struggling, his eyes wide with terror.Dr. Cross's triumphant expression crumbled instantly. He rushed forward, his hands trembling as he checked Mr. Roman’s pulse."You’re awake, but… you can’t move?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper."I CAN’T MOVE ANYTHING!" Mr. Roman roared, his face contorted in fear.
Andrew Baron : The Undercover Trillionaire On Top Chapter 186: The Real Miracle Worker
That was when Andrew stepped forward.“I can heal him.”The room fell silent for a second before chaos erupted."Are you mad?""You? Heal Mr. Roman? Don't make me laugh!""This isn't the time for jokes, Andrew!""Even the best doctor here failed, what makes you think you can do anything?"Andrew ignored the outburst. He walked calmly to the center of the room, his gaze fixed on Mr. Roman. His movements were precise, unwavering.Someone shoved him. "Get out of here!""Let me try," Andrew said, his voice firm but controlled.Anastacia looked at him with contempt. "If this is another one of your tricks, Andrew, I swear—""Give me five minutes," he interrupted. "That's all I need."Dr. Cross scoffed. "Even if I gave you an hour, you’d still do nothing."Andrew turned to a servant. "Bring me a glass of water."The servant hesitated but, after a nod from Anastasia, hurried off and returned with a glass of clear water.Andrew reached into his pocket, took out a small vial, and poured a few d
Andrew Baron : The Undercover Trillionaire On Top Chapter 187: Disappeared
The courthouse was quiet that morning, the usual hum of the city softened by the cool autumn breeze. Andrew stood at the foot of the stone stairs, his hand firmly gripping the worn leather strap of his briefcase. He was dressed in a sharp, tailored suit, every inch of him getting ready for the day. His palms were slightly sweaty, a rare occurrence for him, but today—today was different. It was the wedding day.He checked his watch. 9:32 AM. The ceremony was supposed to start in 30 minutes.Anastacia, his fiancée, was supposed to be here by now.Andrew’s gaze scanned the steps once more. No sign of her. Where was she?He pulled out his phone and dialed her number, but it went straight to voicemail. Frowning, he tried again, his thumb pressing the screen harder this time."Come on, Anastacia," he muttered under his breath, frustration building.He had spent the last few months carefully planning this day, down to every last detail. A simple, intimate wedding at the courthouse—nothing
Andrew Baron : The Undercover Trillionaire On Top Chapter 188 : Cancel the wedding
"You just left me standing there, and now you’re here, partying with Morin? On our wedding day?"Morin, who had been standing a little behind Anastacia, stepped forward then, his face tight with discomfort. "Andrew, look—" he started, but Andrew cut him off with a glare."Shut up, Morin." Andrew's eyes burned with fury. "I don’t want to hear anything from you."Andrew’s eyes narrowed. "So this is your way of running? You left me standing at the courthouse, waiting for you? I’ve been calling you, and you—" His voice faltered, his frustration boiling over. "Why didn’t you just talk to me, Anastacia?"She looked up at him, her face softening, guilt and something else flickering in her eyes. "I thought if I just disappeared, you’d cancel the wedding. I thought it would force you to make a decision. She shrugged, as if it was the simplest thing in the world.Morin looked down, his face flushed with discomfort, clearly avoiding Andrew’s gaze."Wait," Andrew’s mind was reeling. "You thought
Andrew Baron : The Undercover Trillionaire On Top Chapter 189: Crimson herb
Anastacia swirled the alcohol in her party cup, her fingers gripping the middle a little too tightly. The dimly lit warehouse was perfect—noisy, secluded, and, most importantly, the last place Andrew would think of looking for her. That was the plan. She just needed to piss him off enough to make him back out of the wedding.Across from her, Morin leaned back in his chair, watching her with a smirk. “You really think he’s going to walk away from this marriage just because you act like a spoiled brat?”Anastacia rolled her eyes. “You don’t know Andrew like I do. He values his pride above everything. If I make him miserable enough, he’ll walk away.”Morin chuckled, swirling his whiskey. “You’re overestimating him.”She scoffed. “You’re underestimating him.”Just as she was about to take another sip, a familiar voice cut through the air like a sharp blade."Anastacia."Her heart stopped. Slowly, she turned her head, and there he was—Andrew stood there, dressed in a crisp black suit that
Andrew Baron : The Undercover Trillionaire On Top Chapter 190 : Fight
The dim glow of Andrew’s study barely illuminated the ancient document in his hands. His fingers traced over the name.The Crimson Herb.A rare and powerful plant rumored to enhance strength and vitality. It was exactly what he needed.His phone buzzed. He answered.“I found it,” his investigator said. “The underground fight club. But it’s not just any fight—fighters battle to the death. The Crimson Herb is the prize for tonight’s winner.”Andrew leaned back in his chair, absorbing the information. “Where is it?”“Warehouse 17, under the old docks. But listen, there’s a problem.”Andrew raised a brow. “Problem?”“Cain.”A long pause.“Cain?”For eight years, Cain had been the undisputed champion of the underground club. His reign of terror had become a legend, whispered in hushed tones among the hardened fighters who dared to challenge his dominance. He was also known as “Hades of Death”. He was a force of nature, a whirlwind of destruction that left nothing but shattered bones and
Andrew Baron : The Undercover Trillionaire On Top Chapter 191: Undefeated
The steel cage door slammed shut behind him. Andrew rolled his shoulders, muscles tense, heartbeat steady.The crowd erupted into deafening cheers as the opposite door opened.Cain stepped into the arena. The man was a beast.Towering at nearly seven feet, his body was carved from raw muscle, covered in scars like war medals. His hands were wrapped in blood stained bandages, and his cold, lifeless eyes locked onto Andrew with pure, unfiltered hunger.He smirked, voice deep and gravelly. “You must have a death wish.”Andrew didn’t flinch. “You must be getting tired of winning.”Cain laughed, a deep, menacing sound. “Winning? No. Killing? Never.”The announcer stepped forward.“Ladies and gentlemen! The undefeated king of the underground faces a new challenger! Will Cain take yet another life? Or will this fool be the first to make him bleed?”The bell rang. The fight was on.Hade wasted no time. He lunged at Andrew with terrifying speed, his fist cutting through the air like a bullet.
Andrew Baron : The Undercover Trillionaire On Top Chapter 192: In Ruins
The air was electric with excitement. The crowd roared in disbelief, their voices merging into a chaotic symphony of awe and madness.“Andrew! Andrew! Andrew!”The once invincible Hade lay motionless on the ground, his bloodied body barely twitching. The undefeated warrior, the god of the ring, had been defeated in mere minutes. By an ordinary man.People pushed forward, eager to touch Andrew, to praise him, to declare him the new king of the underground arena. Money rained from the stands, bets overturned in a frenzy of celebration.But behind the bloodstained curtains, a storm was brewing. A man stood in the shadows of an inner chamber, his broad frame rigid with barely contained fury. His hands trembled, not with fear, but with pure, unfiltered rage. His teeth clenched so tightly it felt like they would snap.Aaron.No one in that room knew his true connection to Cain.No one knew that he was Cain's uncle. No one knew that Cain was the co-founder of this blood-soaked empire.For e
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Chapter 228: Fallen Hero
And there, in the middle of the ring, sprawled Hade, his massive body crumpled on the bloodied floor like something broken. The blood beneath him had begun to dry, sticking to his skin, and every breath came with a jolt of pain so sharp it stole the air from his lungs.He opened his mouth again, the words dragging over his tongue “P…p…please help. I…I can’t move my body.” The sound of his own voice terrified him. It was weak. Small. The voice of a man stripped of everything he once believed he was.All it took was one punch. Just one. That single blow from Andrew had ended it all.One punch… How is that even possible? The question echoed inside Hades' skull.He had watched the fist coming—he had even smirked before it landed. He was sure he could take it. He’d taken hundreds like it before. Thousands. But this one… this one wasn’t just a punch. His mind clawed for explanations, for reason, for anything that could justify the way his bones had shattered like glass under that blow.Wh
Chapter 227: First Time In History
“I will go against Hade!” a voice suddenly said from the crowd.The entire room held its breath. At once, all eyes snapped to the direction the voice came from. But what they saw left them stunned A man half of Hades' size was walking up to the ring.At once , every face, once filled with the thrill of the fight, immediately fell into disappointment. It.It felt as if they’d just been robbed of a thrill they were promised.Mtchewww. A scoff tore from someone’s lips before they could help it. The excitement that had just begun to bubble inside them dried up instantly. They were expecting a clash of monsters. A challenge that could make the air crackle and the blood stir. But now, all they got was this… ant.“I was about to get excited,” a man muttered beside the ring, his voice laced with irritation. “Before I saw the insect that dared to say he could stand up against Hade.”A wave of disdain swept through the crowd.“Does he think this is child's play?”“He’s not even meat for Hade
Chapter 226: Ripped Apart
He snatched the mic from the moderator, his chest heaving with confidence.“I have one thing to say tonight,” he roared. “I will prove y’all wrong! I will defeat the undefeatable!”The audience cheered him on, laughed and clapped and screamed his name, not because they believed him, but because they were hungry for another show, another limb, another scream to feed whatever dark craving they carried in their hearts.Andrew looked at the man—Anano—and wondered what had made him say yes to this fight, wondered if he had a family, if he was fighting for money or pride or if he simply didn’t care whether he lived or died anymore, because sometimes a man says yes to death not out of bravery but out of silence.Everyone expected Hades to say something too, as he usually did before his bloodbaths, but what he did next sent a wave of shock across the room, though it faded quickly and was swallowed by more cheering.Without warning, Hade charged toward Anano, taking him and everyone else in th
Chapter 225: Murder In Broad Daylight
Hade tossed the head to the ground and let out a cruel cackle.“All hail Hades!” someone shouted from the crowd.And the crowd burst into reverence, praising and hailing Hades for doing what he knew how to do best.“Wow! This is exciting!” a man yelled, his voice trembling not from fear but from some wild kind of joy, as if he had just witnessed a miracle and not a murder.“He did that in seconds!”“I knew it! Hades is undefeated!”“Only one undefeatable Hades!”There was nothing exciting about what Andrew just saw, and the scene irked him in a way that crawled beneath his skin, like insects gnawing at his insides with sharp teeth made of guilt and fury, because what he had witnessed was not a fight, not even sport—it was a public execution and still they all cheered.He tried to blink the image away—the torn flesh, the severed head lying like garbage in the blood-soaked ring—but it clung to the inside of his eyelids like a second skin, and no matter how hard he tried to breathe thro
Chapter 224: Hades Of Death
Every head turned.Four giants entered, each holding a corner of a massive gold casket. Their faces were empty, eyes blank. They moved slowly, as if under a spell.The casket gleamed in the red light as they carried it to the ring and set it down.Suddenly, darkness enveloped the hall. All lights died in an instant.The crowd gasped. Some screamed. A few chuckled nervously.Then came the sound. A low, unearthly roar that crawled along the spine like insects.It wasn’t music. It was something deeper. Older.Andrew stood still, breathing slow . His body was tense, but his mind was sharper than ever.And then the lights snapped back on.And there he was.Standing exactly where the casket had been.Hades.Seven feet of living nightmare.His chest was bare, covered in black ink—symbols Suddenly, darkness enveloped the hall as the lights cut off all at once. The crowd gasped. A low, guttural sound rolled through the room like thunder. Not music—something older. Something more sinister
Chapter 223: Fight To Death
The next day, Andrew set out for the Shadow Furnace. He didn’t know what to expect. But he wasn’t turning back. He drove in silence as he headed to the address his investigator had given him . After a few hours , he arrived at a lonely path surrounded by silence. No signposts. No lights. Just a one-storey building deserted in the middle of nowhere . Andrew's breath fogged slightly as he parked. The wind outside was cold, but he didn’t shiver. His body was too tense, too wired to feel the air. But something about it felt alive. Breathing. Watching. He walked toward the door. Two guards stood on either side, faces like stone. One held out his hand. Andrew didn’t speak. He simply passed the ID he’d been given—no name, just a symbol. The man looked at it once, then handed him a black mask. “Keep it on at all times,” he said. Andrew nodded. A third man appeared, tall and lean, dressed in all black. He said nothing as he turned and began walking. Andrew followed. They wal
Chapter 222: First Mission
After the court marriage with Anastacia the day before, Andrew’s fingerprint was finally added to the Ashton family system.The next day, he set out to get the documents from the vault .As Andrew reached the metal door . The scanner recognized his print without hesitation. The soft green light blinked, then the heavy glass doors slid open. No alarms. No questions. The guards at the front simply nodded and stepped aside, like he had always belonged.The hallway leading to the vault was quiet. Cold. He could hear his own footsteps echo off the marble floors.He glanced up at the tall portraits lining the walls. Proud men. Blank-eyed. All with the same jawline. The same tight mouths.The vault was where Roman kept the things that mattered. Not jewelry. Not money. But papers. Documents. Truths.Andrew stood before the second scanner. This one was different.Only one man had access here.He pulled out the small case from his coat pocket. Inside, the rubber mold of Mr. Ashton’s fingerprint
Chapter 221: Not as Expected
Andrew’s gaze settled on Morin, flat and emotionless, as though he were already tired of the conversation, as though he hadn't just been threatened.“I don’t have any business with you, Morin. If you don’t tell me where Anastacia is, you’ll be the one choosing which limb to lose.” His voice was quiet. Cold and detached.Morin tilted his head and smiled as if Andrew had just told a joke. “You sure do have lots of guts. But I don’t know of what help that would be to you today.” He pulled a folded sheet of paper from the inner pocket of his jacket, flattened it on the glass table between them, and slid it forward. “Here. This is an undertaking.”Andrew didn’t look down. His eyes stayed on Morin’s face, his expression unreadable.“I’m going to propose this to you as a gentleman,” Morin continued, his voice dripping with mockery . “Sign this and walk away with the five million dollar check. Or…”“Or what?” Andrew snapped, his tone sharp and full of disdain. “I thought I made it clear I’m n
Chapter 220: Planned out
Morin looked away, then back at Anastacia , calm as ever. “I invited some friends to take care of him.” Anastacia’s stomach dropped. “Friends?” “Can you go straight to the point?” She snapped, her voice rising in frustration. Morin's confidence oozed from every fiber of his being as he leaned in close, his voice smooth and laced with a touch of amusement. "Don't worry about that, babe. After I'm done with him, I’ll make sure he signs an agreement to cancel the wedding and leave Jashem City. That way, he won’t be an obstruction to our wedding again." His eyes gleamed with a mischief , his mind already plotting the next steps. Anastasia’s brows creased as she tilted her head slightly. There was something off about the way Morin spoke—too certain, too smooth. “How do you plan on doing that? You were the one who just said how stubborn he is.” Morin exhaled, a heavy sigh escaping his lips, as if she were asking the simplest question in the world. He wrapped his arms around her waist, p
