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THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 69
The moonlight shimmered over the calm lake, casting a soft glow on the villa. Inside, Lisa Johnson stood in front of the mirror, staring at her own reflection.Her silk nightgown clung to her curves, its delicate fabric barely covering her smooth skin. She had never worn something this bold in front of Jack Sullivan before.Why was she doing this now?She had planned to end their marriage after the reunion. Yet tonight, she had feared for his life, her heart racing every time he faced danger.Now, a strange hesitation clung to her thoughts.Did she really want to leave him?Her fingers trembled slightly as she adjusted the straps of her nightgown."Just one night…" she whispered to herself, gathering her courage.If he still wanted her, maybe… just maybe… she could stay.With a deep breath, she reached for the doorknob—CRASH!A sudden noise from outside shattered the silence.Lisa jumped, her breath catching in her throat.From the bedroom window, Jack’s sharp gaze snapped to the dar
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The lake shimmered under the moonlight, the air thick with tension as Jack Sullivan stepped onto the wooden dock. Lanterns flickered softly, casting golden reflections on the still water.Waiting for him was Tarvol Hayley, the heir of the powerful Lionel family.Dressed in an immaculate black suit, Tarvol stood with his hands behind his back, exuding the kind of self-assured arrogance that came from being born into privilege.Rawon, the martial artist who had led Jack here, stood at Tarvol’s side, his expression unreadable, but his body language alert and ready for action.Tarvol’s lips curled into a confident smirk as he finally addressed Jack.“Jack Sullivan.” He spoke with an air of undeniable superiority. “I’ve been hearing quite a bit about you lately. You’ve been making waves, but I believe it’s time we discuss your… future.”Jack raised an eyebrow, completely uninterested.“Oh? My future? How generous of you.” His voice was dripping with sarcasm.Tarvol chuckled, unfazed. “Gene
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Jack stood there, completely unfazed, his posture relaxed, as if Tarvol’s presence was nothing more than a mild inconvenience.Tarvol smirked, his confidence radiating like an untouchable prince of power.“You seem sure of yourself, Jack. But let me tell you something—I don’t make empty promises.” He gestured to Rawon.“When I say I can dig up your entire past, I mean it. I’ll have your birth records, your military number, every secret you think you’ve buried—all within 24 hours.”Jack let out a low chuckle, shaking his head.“Oh? That so?” His tone was bored, as if Tarvol was no more interesting than a street magician performing cheap tricks.Tarvol’s smirk widened. “You don’t believe me?”Jack tilted his head slightly, his eyes gleaming with quiet amusement.“No, I don’t. Because here’s the thing, Tarvol—” Jack took a step closer, voice dropping to a deadly calm.“I’ve met people who were actually powerful. People who could erase entire bloodlines with a single command. And even the
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Tarvol Hayley stood near the lake, his expression cold as he watched Jack Sullivan walk away. Rejection.That word was something he wasn’t familiar with. No one rejected him.Yet here was Jack Sullivan, walking away like he was worth nothing.Tarvol’s smirk slowly twisted into a scowl.“He thinks he’s untouchable, doesn’t he?” he muttered, his fingers tightening into a fist.Rawon, standing beside him, still seething, sneered.“That bastard doesn’t know his place. We should break his legs and drag him here. See if he still talks back.”Tarvol’s anger morphed into something far more dangerous—a plan.A slow, calculating smirk returned to his lips.“No. We don’t need to do anything so obvious.” He glanced at Rawon. “Leak his location to the Big Head Dragon. Let him deal with Sullivan.”Rawon’s eyes gleamed with understanding.The next morning, Jack Sullivan took Lisa Johnson home.The car ride was quiet, the previous night still lingering between them.Lisa stole glances at Jack, unsure
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 73
When Jack returned to Hillside Villa, the first thing he noticed was—chaos.A loud car horn blared repeatedly, shattering the usual peaceful atmosphere.He looked toward the entrance and spotted Charlotte Richard, sitting in her expensive black sports car, her face a mask of frustration.She slammed her hand on the steering wheel again.“Damn it! Move, you stupid piece of junk!”Jack raised an eyebrow, casually strolling over.Charlotte, noticing him, immediately snapped.“Sullivan! Do you know anything about cars? Because this one is about to die, and so am I if I don’t get to my meeting in time!”Jack leaned against the hood, completely unbothered.“Considering how you drive? The car probably hates you.”Charlotte’s eyes flared with rage.“EXCUSE ME?!”Jack smirked. “I said—maybe if you didn’t drive like a blindfolded monkey, your car wouldn’t be on strike.”Charlotte’s mouth fell open in sheer offense.“YOU—! You absolute—!”Jack ignored her tantrum and casually popped the hood.Wi
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Like he hadn’t even noticed the army of assassins surrounding them.Charlotte clenched her fists.“Do something, you idiot! We’re surrounded!”Jack slowly turned to her, his expression neutral, almost bored.“We? No, no, no. This is a you problem, sweetheart. I’m just a bystander.”Charlotte’s face turned red with fury.“WHAT?!”The leader of the kidnappers let out a low chuckle.“Miss Richard, I suggest you stop screaming. No one can hear you.” He gestured to his men, who started moving forward. “Now, come quietly, or we’ll have to—”CRASH!One of the masked men smashed the car’s side window, sending shards of glass flying.Charlotte let out a short scream, her breath quickening in panic.She whirled back to Jack, her eyes now filled with something she had never felt before—fear.Jack Sullivan had no intention of playing hero.His night had already been long, and after dealing with Tarvol Hayley’s nonsense, all he wanted was to go home, take a shower, and get some rest.So, when Char
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One attacker swung a knife toward his chest—Jack sidestepped effortlessly, grabbing the man’s wrist and twisting it with a sickening pop.The man screamed as Jack flipped him over and slammed him onto the ground, face-first.Another came from behind with a kick aimed at Jack’s spine—Jack turned mid-air, catching the attacker’s leg and driving an elbow into his thigh, instantly crumpling him.Within seconds, three more bodies hit the ground.Charlotte, still watching, felt her jaw go slack.She had seen fights before—business disputes, hired security guards clashing, even some underground gambling rings her grandfather was involved in.But this?Jack wasn’t just fighting.He was demolishing them.The kidnappers hesitated now, backing up slightly.Scarface, gritting his teeth, barked at them.“Why the hell are you hesitating?! KILL HIM!”One of the men, his hands shaking slightly, reached for his gun—But Jack was already moving.Before the man could even aim—Jack grabbed his wrist,
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Charlotte Richard was desperate.Her expensive heels clicked rapidly against the pavement as she practically ran after Jack Sullivan, her usual elegance nowhere to be found.Her hair was slightly messy, her designer dress wrinkled from all the chaos, and worst of all—her car was useless.Jack found the entire situation hilarious.The proud, high-and-mighty Charlotte Richard, who usually acted like a queen, was now begging for a ride like a lost puppy.She had spent the last hour yelling at him, looking down on him, and even insulting him, yet here she was, panicked and helpless.He smirked, tossing his Mercedes keys at her without even looking.“Take it. Try not to crash it.”Charlotte barely caught the keys, her breath hitching.“Wait… just like that?”Jack shrugged. “Your grandfather is an old soldier I respect. Otherwise, I wouldn’t even let you touch my car.”Charlotte’s eye twitched, but before she could snap back, Jack walked away, completely done with her nonsense.She glared a
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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
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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
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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
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“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.
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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
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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
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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
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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
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Uncle Frank stepped forward, his cane digging into the rocky ground, voice gravelly but forceful.“Young man,” he said, narrowing his eyes at Jack. “This area is under the Shaw family’s authority. I suggest you leave before you offend someone you can’t afford to cross.”Jack didn’t even stop walking. He turned his head slightly, eyes calm. “Oh? The Shaw family? You mean the same Shaw family whose patriarch, Richard Shaw, toasts to my health every time we meet?”Charlotte froze.Uncle Frank blinked. “You—you know Mr. Richard personally?”Jack raised a brow. “I had dinner with him last month. He called me kiddo. So unless you’re secretly his long-lost twin with better knees, I’d suggest you stay in your lane, Frank.”Gasps rippled through the small crowd. Ashley tried not to laugh.Charlotte looked away, cheeks twitching. Damn it. I forgot he still has ties to my grandfather...Before Frank could respond, the sound of an engine roared in the distance.A custom black SUV screeched to a s
