Divorced and Dominant Now You Cry novel Chapter 282

Chapter 282

Ashton’s declaration echoed in the living room. Everyone gasped, their eyes widening in shock. They were stunned by his audacity. He had no fear of death at all.

Didn’t he know Rhonda had always been Flint’s favorite lover? Was he trying to make a cuckold out of Flint?

Hazel was equally beloved by Flint, for she was his favorite daughter, yet Ashton wanted to make her his servant,

too.

His demands certainly struck a raw nerve with Flint.

Sure enough, Flint’s eyes filled with murderous intent as he glared at Ashton. “Are you serious about that?”

“Of course, Mr. Vance,” Ashton replied with a snort. “Since you asked me for a duel, why shouldn’t I up the stakes? Do you have so little confidence in your mentee, Mr. Vance? If that’s the case, I can leave now. You won’t have to see me off.”

“Hold it!”

Flint’s expression turned to ice. It’d been ages since someone challenged him like that. What would happen to his reputation if he let Ashton walk out of here just like that?

“You want Rhonda and Hazel as your servants, but what are you putting up as your wager?” he questioned darkly.

At his words, Rhonda and Hazel exchanged a glance, panic flashing in their eyes. They didn’t want to be put up as a wager!

If Nelson lost to Ashton, did that mean they would have to be his servants? How could they put up with such humiliation?.

They were just about to speak up when Flint shot them a fearsome look, and they quickly remained silent.

While it seemed like he favored them greatly, they knew full well that the only person he truly loved was himself. Be it his children or his lovers, they were nothing but pawns in his eyes, and he was willing to cast them aside if needed.

Flint was a truly heartless man. He wouldn’t have reached his current standing in the criminal underworld

otherwise.

Smirking, Ashton said, “Well, apart from my life, I can also offer my shares in Evermore Club.”

“That’s not enough!” Flint declared with a shake of his head.

Ashton paused for a moment before extending his palm, opening it to reveal wisps of energy swirling above it.

Flint shot to his feet the moment he saw that. Even someone as shrewd and guarded as he couldn’t stop himself from revealing his genuine excitement. Gulping, he asked in a trembling voice, “W–What kind of technique is that!”

“It’s called the Drakell technique! This technique allows a person to draw in spiritual energy to sustain their own life force. If I lose, I’ll hand this technique over to you. How about it, Mr. Vance?

“I can’t make any promises about what this technique might do for you, but at the very least, it can extend your life by a decade. Is that enough in exchange for Rhonda and Hazel?” Ashton asked.

He knew exactly what Flint desired most. At his age, the only thing that truly mattered was how long he could live.

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A technique that could extend his lifespan was certainly irresistible to Flint. It was something he’d go to my lengths to get his hands on

This was the bait Ashton tossed out.

Flint stared at him, realizing for the first time that he couldn’t get a proper read on him.

After a long while, he finally regained his composure, though his hands still trembled. He was in dire need of this technique. With it, he could extend his lifespan and overcome the limitations that had held back his cultivation.

This was the chance he’d been waiting for, and it’d been delivered right to him.

He exhaled heavily before declaring solemnly, “There’s no reason for us to be at odds with each other, Mr. Gray As long as you’re willing to hand over this technique, I can drop the matter of Edmund’s death and no longer hold it against you.

“Not only that, but I’ll even honor you as my friend. That would mean you’d be able to do whatever you want in Javonbury, with no one challenging you.”

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