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THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 12- "CONFESSION"
The hospital room was quiet except for the steady beeping of the monitor. Lisa Johnson stirred, her eyelids fluttering open as she winced in pain. The stark whiteness of the room greeted her, along with the heavy weight on her shoulder. Her vision adjusted, and she saw Jack sitting by her bedside, his posture relaxed but his eyes shadowed with concern."Jack…" Lisa’s voice was weak but steady.Jack leaned forward, his expression softening. "You’re awake. How are you feeling?"Lisa managed a faint smile, though her eyes glistened with guilt. "Like I’ve been run over. But I’m alive. Thanks to you."Jack shook his head, his tone firm. "You’re alive because of your own courage, Lisa. You jumped in front of a bullet for me."Tears welled up in Lisa’s eyes. "I promised your parents, Jack. I swore I’d protect you. And look at me… I couldn’t even do that properly."Jack reached out, gently placing a hand over hers. "You kept your promise more than anyone ever could. You put yourself o
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 13 Unwanted Attention
13Jack pulled up in front of the restaurant, smoothly parking his Porsche in the VIP section. As he shifted the car into park, Emma unbuckled her seatbelt and stepped out, stretching.Heather, on the other hand, hesitated. As soon as Jack walked around to her side of the car, she let out a dramatic gasp and grabbed her ankle."Ow! I think I twisted it," she whined, gripping the door handle as if she could barely stand. She looked up at Jack expectantly, her eyes wide with feigned innocence.Jack raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. "Is that so?"Heather nodded quickly, her hand still on her ankle. "Yeah, I must've stepped wrong when I got out." She bit her lip, waiting for Jack to offer his arm or maybe even carry her inside.Instead, Jack turned toward the entrance and waved down a restaurant waiter."You. Help her inside," he ordered flatly.The waiter, a young man in a neatly pressed uniform, hurried over. "Of course, sir. Would you like me to bring a wheelchair?"Heather’s smile twitch
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 14 Accusations and Arrogance
The atmosphere in the restaurant shifted as Heather's phone buzzed with a message. Jack observed how her entire demeanor transformed in an instant, the flirtatious smile vanishing from her face like a light being switched off.Interesting, Jack thought, taking a measured sip of his water. Her mask slips the moment she thinks she has leverage."Emma, could you get me some extra napkins from the bathroom?" Heather asked sweetly, her voice carrying a deliberate undertone.As soon as Emma disappeared around the corner, Heather's facade crumbled completely. She slammed her phone down on the table, sliding it toward Jack with barely contained hostility."Look at this," she spat, her manicured nail tapping the screen. "Your precious Maserati? It's registered to Highland Holdings LLC. Care to explain that?"Jack maintained his calm, studying her with the same steady gaze he'd used to assess battlefield situations. The expensive chandelier light caught the anger in her eyes, casting sharp shado
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 15 LIES
This nobody dares to sit with Emma? Nie Mitchell's thoughts boiled with indignation. She belongs to me. Everyone knows that."I asked you a question, Emma," he said, his voice dripping with contempt. "Who is this... person sitting at your table?"Emma straightened her spine, her eyes flashing with defiance. "This is my stupid brother. What's the matter, Nie? You look like you've swallowed something unpleasant."Brother? Heather's thoughts raced. This isn't going according to plan.Nie Mitchell let out a mocking laugh. "Brother? Please, Emma. I've known you for years. This man is clearly some opportunist trying to worm his way into your life." He turned to Jack, sneering. "What's your angle, 'brother'? Looking for a wealthy family to leech off?"Jack remained silent, taking a calm sip of his water. His stillness seemed to infuriate Nie Mitchell even more."Stay away from him, Emma," Nie Mitchell warned. "Can't you see how suspicious he is? He probably targeted you deliberately. These co
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 16 The Stray Dog’s Place
Inside the Sea King Room, Emma Brooks excitedly pulled Jack Sullivan’s arm, her eyes gleaming with mischief.“Come on, Jack! Just one song won’t kill you,” she pleaded, trying to drag him toward the karaoke mic.Jack leaned back in his chair, an amused smirk playing on his lips. “I’m not really into singing.”Emma pouted but didn’t push further. “Fine, but don’t blame me when you regret missing out on my flawless performance.”The night had settled into an easy rhythm, with laughter, drinks, and casual chatter—until the doors swung open.Two figures entered, and the entire Sea King Room seemed to shrink under their presence.The Bull Mason strode in first, towering over everyone, his massive frame filling the doorway. His scarred face was expressionless, but his mere presence sent a chill down the spine of those who knew his reputation.Following him was Madame Victoria, dressed in a deep red gown that hugged her sharp figure. Her cold eyes swept over the room, calculating and assessin
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER 17 The Price of Arrogance
The night wore on, the energy inside the Sea King Room pulsating with drunken laughter, arrogant boasts, and the occasional flirtatious giggle from Heather Reed.The liquor bottles on the table were now mostly empty, their contents consumed by Nie Mitchell and his entourage as they continued their self-indulgent celebration.Nie leaned back, smirking as he swirled the last remnants of his drink in his glass.“Looks like we’re out. Someone call a waiter.”Heather immediately perked up, eager to please. “I’ll go! I need some air anyway.” She shot Nie a saccharine smile before stepping out of the room, smoothing down her dress as if preparing for a runway walk.The moment she stepped into the dimly lit hallway, the nightclub’s heavy bass thudding through the walls, a thick, sweaty hand clamped around her wrist.Heather yelped, startled, and whipped around to see a middle-aged man, his face flushed with alcohol, leering at her. His gold rings glinted under the club’s neon lights, his silk
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER 18- The Fall of the Fake Alpha
The tense atmosphere inside the Sea King Room was quickly dissolving into uneasy laughter as Nie Mitchell, still full of arrogance, reassured everyone that nothing would happen.But just as Kevin Steel was about to pour himself another drink, the door slammed open with a violent crash.A group of heavily armed men stormed inside, their presence suffocating the room.The air shifted. The stench of power and blood followed them like a silent executioner.Jack Sullivan’s instincts kicked in immediately. Without hesitation, he stepped in front of Emma Brooks, shielding her with his body. His eyes swept over the intruders—these weren’t ordinary thugs.Nie Mitchell, however, was too full of himself to recognize the danger.He shot up from his seat, glaring at the men. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” His voice was full of disdain. “Do you know who I am?”The leader of the group, a mountain of a man with a scar running down his cheek, stepped forward. His suit barely contained his h
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER 19 The Weight of a Name
Nie Mitchell’s face was pale, his forehead still slick with blood from the shattered bottle. His mind raced, searching for something—anything—that could pull him out of this mess.His body trembled, but his voice forced confidence.“Big Tom… I think you’re making a mistake.” He wiped the blood from his brow and straightened up, despite his kneeling position. “Do you know who my father is? Mitchell Group owns half the luxury real estate in this city! If you touch me, my family will make sure you regret it.”Big Tom raised an eyebrow. Then he laughed.A deep, belly-shaking, cruel laugh that made Nie’s insides twist with dread.“Mitchell Group?” Big Tom repeated mockingly, turning to his men. “Did you hear that? We got ourselves a big shot!”His goons chuckled, shaking their heads.Big Tom crouched down, now eye-level with Nie. His voice dropped lower, colder.“You think your daddy’s money matters to me?” He scoffed. “I threw a **businessman just like him into the ocean last year. Know wh
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“He’s the eldest son of the Eastern Sullivan family.”She blinked. “The who?”Richard closed the file slowly. “The Sullivan family. East-coast monarchs of power, both legitimate and underground. Their name is whispered in federal halls and boardrooms alike.”Charlotte scoffed. “The Eastern Sullivans? I’ve heard of them, but they don’t compare to the state capital families. They’re not even on the same ladder.”Richard’s jaw tightened. “That’s where you’re wrong. You think we’re playing a local game? Jack Sullivan is walking across a global board.”Charlotte frowned, but her grandfather continued, his tone deepening.“His third uncle, Nathan Sullivan, is the one who built the underground empire in Carson City—an empire that even federal agents avoid confronting directly. Do you know who handles most of the private security logistics in five states? The Sullivan family.”She swallowed, unease creeping in.“And his mother,” Richard added, “is Margaret Williamson.”Charlotte blinked. “Tha
CHAPTER 141
Inside the deepest chamber of the Nine Scorpion Cave, the air pulsed with heat and pressure. A faint green glow radiated from Jack Sullivan’s body as he sat cross-legged, bare-chested, surrounded by the crushed remains of venomous scorpion cores. His breathing was slow, deliberate, and deep.For the last three days, Jack hadn’t moved. Not even once.The Scorpion Essence, distilled from the Emperor Scorpion’s body and the most potent venom sacs, now coursed through his veins. It burned, reshaped, and empowered.His skin glistened with sweat, but under it, something more terrifying was forming.Scorpion strength…His fingers twitched, now strong enough to crack steel with a flick. His back was lined with corded muscle, but it wasn’t brute strength alone—it was a precision power, venomous and fast.If I’d had this power during the Robert fight, Jack thought, I could’ve shattered his defenses in one strike. He wouldn’t have walked away.His chest rose slowly.This changes everything.Outs
CHAPTER 140
On a remote island far from the chaos of cities and scorpion-infested caves, an old man bent low over a patch of rocky soil. With slow, deliberate motions, he pulled up weeds that didn’t belong. His tattered shirt clung to his wiry frame, but a small swallow emblem stitched on the chest shimmered faintly in the sun.Victor Yates—once feared across nations, now a humble farmer. Or so it appeared.A young man approached, hesitating as he stepped over the jagged path of coral and dirt.“Master Yates.”Victor didn’t look up. “You found more wild yam?”The young man’s throat tightened. “No, Master… it’s about James Leonard.”Victor’s hand paused mid-pull.“Well?” he said, not turning.“He’s… dead.”The silence that followed was heavier than the sea breeze.Victor continued weeding without a word. The soil trembled subtly under his fingers—a sign of internal energy shifting beneath the surface.“Who?” he finally asked.“Jack Sullivan.”Victor exhaled slowly. “That name again.”“He also kill
CHAPTER 139
James Leonard’s eyes narrowed, his body tense like a coiled spring.“You’ve made it this far, Sullivan,” he muttered, “but you won’t leave this mountain alive.”Jack rolled his shoulders, voice calm as ever. “Big words from a man who just fed his own ally to a scorpion.”With a roar, James lunged, his fists blurring with speed. The first punch hit Jack square in the chest—followed by three more in rapid succession.THUD. THUD. THUD.Jack didn’t even flinch.James froze mid-strike. “What…?”Jack looked down at his chest, brushed some dust from his coat. “You done?”James stepped back in disbelief. Those hits could crush concrete… but he didn’t even stagger.Is he human?Jack smirked. “Iron Body Technique. Guess your master didn’t teach you that.”James growled and went in again, this time throwing everything—knees, elbows, fists, spinning kicks. The ground cracked beneath him, and shockwaves rippled out.Still, Jack barely moved.Then came Jack’s turn.He stepped in, faster than lightn
CHAPTER 138
“I’m not here for The Ghost,” James Leonard said coldly. “Frankly, I didn’t like him much. Arrogant, sloppy… too obsessed with making a name.”Jack raised an eyebrow. “Then why come for me?”James cracked his neck. “Because he was still my master’s student. Victor Yates trained him. His death reflects on the Yates lineage.”He took another step closer, killing intent radiating off him like heat.“I’m not here to mourn a brother. I’m here to defend my master’s honor. And that means killing you, Jack Sullivan.”Ron Taylor’s throat bobbed. He really means to fight Jack… this is bad.Behind them, the Emperor Scorpion loomed, its stinger dripping, poised over Uncle Frank, who was barely holding on.“J-James…” Frank rasped, coughing blood. “Help… me…”James turned to him slowly, lips curling into something cruel.“You? Help you?” He chuckled, then raised his leg.Before anyone could react—BAM!James kicked Uncle Frank like trash, launching him straight toward the scorpion’s gaping pincers.
CHAPTER 137
A deep hiss echoed from the cave’s maw, darker and heavier than before.Then it appeared.An Emperor Scorpion.Jet-black, armored like obsidian, the monstrous creature scuttled out from the darkness. Its pincers were thick as tree trunks, and its tail arched high—dripping with venom that shimmered like green fire.Uncle Frank tried to rise.Too late.CRACK!The Emperor’s stinger struck him dead center in the chest."AAAAHHH!" Uncle Frank screamed—his first scream in decades.Charlotte’s face turned ghost-white. “Uncle Frank!”Blood spilled from his mouth as his body convulsed, thrown backward like a ragdoll. The entire battlefield froze—everyone had heard of the Emperor, but few had ever seen it. And no one expected that sound from a man like Frank.“Help… Master… James…” Uncle Frank rasped.That name rang like a thunderclap.From the group of supposed bodyguards, one man stepped forward.He was tall, sharp-eyed, and dressed plainly, blending in with the security team—until now.In a
CHAPTER 136
The air turned heavy.A low, grinding rumble echoed from deep inside Nine Scorpion Cave.BOOM.A sharp vibration ran through the ground. Pebbles trembled. The trees swayed unnaturally.Jack Sullivan turned his head slowly toward the cave entrance.“They’re awake,” he said simply.Nie Mitchell’s face drained of color. “T-That sound… I’ve heard it before.” He staggered back a step. “Oh no… the nest is disturbed. They’re coming!”Before anyone could react, Charlotte Shaw snapped her fingers.“Uncle Frank!” she barked. “Take the vanguard. Clear it before they spread!”Uncle Frank nodded. “Yes, Miss!”He gathered a dozen armored men and dashed forward, spear in hand, moving like a man half his age.Ashley stepped closer to Jack. “What’s inside that cave?”“Poison,” Jack said. “And stupidity.”She blinked. “What?”Jack exhaled. “You’ll see.”From the mouth of the cave came a horrifying sound—a clicking, hissing flood of chaos.And then they appeared.Over 300 venomous scorpions, each rangin
CHAPTER 135
Ron Taylor’s sharp eyes narrowed as he turned toward Charlotte Shaw. The smile had faded from his face.“You knew who he was, didn’t you?” he asked quietly.Charlotte kept her expression cool. “I didn’t think it was relevant.”“Not relevant?” Ron’s voice was calm, but heavy. “You let your little drama nearly spark a war between Westlake and Carson… over ego?”Charlotte’s jaw clenched. Why is Jack always protected? Always walking out clean, no matter what he does?Meanwhile, Megan Young stood frozen in place, the blood draining from her face. She suddenly looked like she wanted to disappear into her designer boots. Her lips trembled as she approached Jack cautiously, head slightly bowed.“Mr. Sullivan… I… I’m so sorry for earlier,” she stammered. “I didn’t know who you were… I wasn’t trying to be disrespectful—”Jack looked at her like she was a speck of lint on his sleeve.“You weren’t trying to be disrespectful,” he repeated, expression unreadable. “But you were born that way?”Megan
CHAPTER 134
The atmosphere near Nine Scorpion Cave crackled with tension. A dozen powerful figures had gathered—Jack Sullivan, standing casually at the front; Harold Quinn, head of the influential Quinn family from Westlake City; and beside him, his son Brian Quinn, still nursing bruised ego from earlier. Towering beside them, silent but imposing, stood Ron Taylor, the elusive leader of Pine Ridge.The air was thick with authority… until Brian exploded.“You think you can keep embarrassing me?!” Brian suddenly shouted, red-faced. “I don’t care who you are, Jack! I’ll shut that smug mouth of yours myself!”Here we go again, Jack thought, barely stifling a sigh.Brian lunged.Ron Taylor’s brows lifted. “Oh?”Harold Quinn stepped forward quickly. “Apologies, Mr. Taylor. My son’s just... passionate. Reckless, but passionate.”Ron chuckled. “Let the boy swing. Young men need to learn somehow.”Jack didn’t even move as Brian charged. One second, Brian was mid-air. The next—CRACK!Jack’s leg shot forwa
