Divorced and Dominant Now You Cry novel Chapter 422

Those in Blossom Hall couldn’t be more wrong after witnessing the situation before them.

“Go on–attack him!” Whitney shouted anxiously.

She couldn’t bear the sensation of Ashton’s teasing and caressing any longer. She not only felt a mix of shame and rage, but also a strange, inexplicable feeling stirring within her. It left her face flushed and burning.

In that instant, more than a dozen experts from Blossom Hall lunged at Ashton, intending to bring him down.

Ashton moved Whitney behind him, a flash of pitch–black cold light crossing his eyes as his inner energy surged. He instantly forged his inner energy into blades, creating over a dozen wind shears that shot toward his assailants. The blades shot toward them with a roar, their friction causing fiery sparks.

In the end, all the experts in Blossom Hall were struck and sent hurtling backward by the immense force.

“Is this Blossom Hall’s idea of hospitality?” Ashton asked with a sneer.

He disregarded Whitney’s struggles, held her firmly in his arms, and strode out of the room, only to come face- to–face with Elise.

Elise, whose skin radiated a crystalline sheen, showered a flicker of fury on her flawless features. She fixed her gaze on Ashton and barked, “You’d better let go of Whitney right now!”

“E–Elise…” Whitney’s expression was one of pure grievance as she tried to break free from Ashton’s grasp.

Yet, the more she struggled, the tighter Ashton held her–and the most infuriating part was that his hand kept wandering over her body, causing her to shudder repeatedly as if countless ants were crawling across her skin.

“You invited me over just to lay a snare for me, Ms. Haywood! If not for my ironclad will and the ability to resist such bewitchment, I fear I would have already fallen into Blossom Hall’s grasp!

“How do you intend to resolve this, Ms. Haywood?” Ashton was furious, and he unleashed a terrifying pressure as his Drakeborne lineage surged within him.

In that instant, the entirety of Blossom Hall felt as though they had been plunged into a bottomless abyss, s

if everyone were facing an enraged monarch.

The countless women in Blossom Hall trembled with fear, their throats parched as they looked at Ashton with eyes now clouded by reverence and fear for Ashton.

They initially thought Ashton had appeared relaxed and assuming even slightly flirtatious earlier–which led them to believe that Ashton was just as manageable as any other lecherous man.

They, however, were now gripped by a profound and bone–chilling terror after witnessing Ashton’s strength.

“There must be some kind of misunderstanding here, Mr. Grayl Why don’t we take a seat and talk this over?”

Elise cocked her brow, feeling a wave of fear washing over her whille facing Ashton’s dreadful pressure – sensation far more horrific than any she had experienced with the Sage.

She truly felt that Ashton, who was no longer joking or teasing, was a different man entirely. He was every bit a tyrant.

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“I believe there’s nothing left for us to discuss, Ms. Haywood. You must pay the price for the conserpiences of your error!” Ashton snarled.

“What exactly do you think you’re doing, Ashton? You’d better let go of me now!” Whitney, forced to endure Ashton’s embrace in front of everyone, felt her cheeks burning with an ever deepening crimson as she struggled incessantly against his hold.

“You’d better shut your mouth. Otherwise, I’ll kill you!” Ashton snapped, glaring at Whitney

That single glare made Whitney’s body go limp with terror, leaving her leaning helplessly against Ashton as fear pierced the depths of her soul.

She pressed her lips together, no longer daring to utter another word. She felt a chilling certainty that Ashton would actually kill her, as he wasn’t the type to be swayed by a woman’s beauty.

“What kind of compensation are you looking for then, Mr. Gray?” Elise asked gravely.

Ashton replied with a smirk, “It’s quite simple, really. I want Blossom Hall to submit to me, and as for Whitney, since she insisted on serving me earlier, I intend to hold her to it. How does that sound to you, Ms. Haywood?

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