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Rise Of The Powerful Husband 118: Tournament II
The crowd's murmurs and excited chatter filled the arena as the match began. Conversations buzzed around, with many spectators discussing the unexpected developments and betting on the outcome. The air was electric with anticipation, and every corner of the arena was alive with the energy of eager fans, all waiting to see what would unfold."Do you think contestant 18 stands a chance against Donald?" a young woman asked her friend, her eyes wide with curiosity."I'm not sure. Donald has a reputation, but contestant 18... he doesn't look like much," her friend replied, leaning forward in anticipation."Who is he anyway?" an elderly man questioned, turning to his neighbor. "I've never heard of him before today.""Me neither. He doesn't look like someone who can take on Donald," the neighbor responded, his tone filled with doubt and skepticism.Kate smirked when she heard the whispers around her; it brought her great hope that Donald would deal with William and humiliate him. She reveled
Rise Of The Powerful Husband 119: Tournament III
"I’ve been going easy on you, Donald, to show how much of a weakling you are. Now it’s time to show them just how weak and pathetic you are," William declared in a calm voice, but his tone was very cold, causing Donald to flinch a bit.He couldn't help but wonder where William's sudden boldness had come from. It was as if a switch had been flipped, turning the usually cautious William into a confident warrior. This newfound boldness intrigued Donald, but at the same time, a wide grin appeared on his face. All he wanted to do at this moment was to beat the confidence out of William and make him beg for his life. The anticipation of crushing his opponent's spirit filled him with a savage glee that he could barely contain."You are not the only one holding back in this fight. I won't hold back any longer either," Donald said.Then he began sprinting towards William, swinging his sword, ready to chop off William's neck with one clean slash.CLANG!BOOM!The usual clang sound as William bl
Rise Of The Powerful Husband 120: Tournament IV
At the arena, the current scene had everyone riled up. Some spectators couldn't help but stand in anticipation.Timeime seemed to slow down as William’s fist, covered in powerful flame magic, flew towards Donald. The air crackled with energy, the heat from William's magic palpable even to those in the stands. Donald, already mid-air, had no chance to evade the impending strike. His eyes widened in fear, a look of sheer terror plastered on his face as he realized the futility of his actions. On the other hand, William wore a cold smirk. His confidence was unshakable, his eyes glinting with a fierce determination that sent shivers down the spines of those watching.BOOM!The sound of a powerful force pushing a body echoed across the area.Following the sound, Donald’s body was sent flying like a ragdoll. He landed on the ground, luckily inside the battle arena, but he was badly injured. Blood spurted from his mouth as he began coughing violently, his body convulsing from the immense pa
Rise Of The Powerful Husband 121: Froster Family
Donald was dragged to his seat by the staff of King's Arena because he was too weak to walk on his own. As they hauled him to the clinic, he couldn’t help but glare at the broad back of William, who walked back to his lovely wife.A deep realization of the contrast between himself and William dawned on him.Now he knew that he was leagues beneath William.He realized he wasn’t as strong as he thought he was.He realized he had been wrong about himself for ages.Was he ever better than William? Was William only pretending to be weak to humiliate him today? Has everyone always been wrong about William? He asked himself as his vision went blurry and he lost consciousness.The crowd kept cheering as William gallantly walked back to his stand.Kate was still looking at William as though she had just seen a ghost. Her eyes did not move from his body even as he arrived beside his wife and gave her a peck.On the other hand, since the crowd was watching William reach his seat, they saw him ki
Rise Of The Powerful Husband 122: Froster soldiers
**Starkcom Hotel**Clarion could be seen walking out of the hotel, looking stunning as always. She wore a sleek, elegant dress that hugged her figure perfectly, and her hair flowed in waves around her shoulders. She strolled towards her pink Bugatti gracefully with a calm smile on her face, her heels clicking softly against the pavement.Nevertheless, before she reached her car, two huge figures pulled up behind her, dressed in black and wearing thick black shades.“Excuse us for a minute, Lady Clarion,” one of them said, drawing her attention and causing her to look in their direction.While their heights and figures were imposing, Clarion didn’t make a fuss or tremble; she stared at them with a calm smile as though it was another girl like her.“What?” she asked calmly, one of her eyebrows lifted in a questioning manner."We have some questions we would like you to answer,” they replied.Clarion frowned at them; she did not understand why they were asking such questions. "Is this
Rise Of The Powerful Husband 123: Frustration
Still at Starkcom hotel.Two burly men walked into the hotel with cold expressions on their faces. Walking beside them was Clarion, who clearly hadn't forgiven them for ruining her lunchtime. She kept shooting them angry glances, her frustration evident.The men headed to the second floor via the staircase. Once there, they thoroughly searched all the unoccupied rooms. They moved with purpose, checking every corner, opening every closet, and looking under every bed. Their meticulousness was impressive.It seemed these men were professionals at conducting searches in a business setting. Despite their intimidating build, they were cautious and polite. This level of efficiency and decorum was typical of the Froster family, known for their prowess in such tasks. Their movements were smooth and coordinated, as if they had done this a thousand times before.They could search a building with a hundred floors and easily spot their target with their keen eyes. The way they kept moving their no
Rise Of The Powerful Husband 124: Last one
—"The Foster family sent two of their best soldiers. I saw them at the Froster family soldier welcoming party. They suspect we're behind their missing young master, and they're searching every nook and cranny of the hotel. What should I do?" Penber's worried voice came through the phone, trembling with fear.His life and the reputation of his beloved company were on the line. He couldn't help but feel both scared and anxious. The weight of the situation bore down on him, and he struggled to keep his composure."This is bad," William muttered, not expecting the Froster family to send out envoys to look for Jack so soon. He knew about Jack’s strained relationship with his father, assuming it wouldn't prompt immediate action. William had thought they would have more time, but now everything seemed to be happening too fast.—”I don’t know what to do. How do I handle this? If I don’t handle it well, a lot of things will be destroyed,” Penber panicked even more, his voice rising in pitch a
Rise Of The Powerful Husband 125: Klien
"Are you guys still not done? Hurry up. You're wasting my time," Clarion said in an annoyed voice as she watched the men continue their search.They had finished searching more than fifteen floors and were currently on the eighteenth floor. There were twenty-two floors in total, and Penber was on the twentieth floor at the moment, anxiously waiting for any news. The thoroughness of their search was impressive, but the time it consumed was starting to wear on her nerves."We're doing it thoroughly. Speed in a task doesn’t guarantee efficiency. In the Froster clan, we only care about efficiency and nothing else," one of the men replied absentmindedly. His tone was calm, almost as if he didn’t care about Clarion's impatience. The Froster clan had a reputation for being methodical, and he was upholding that reputation."Who cares what your clan thinks? I'm starving, and you guys are wasting my time," Clarion retorted, frowning. Her stomach growled audibly, adding emphasis to her complaint