Divorced and Dominant Now You Cry novel Chapter 459

Chapter 459

Flint was like a slumbering predator who was constantly concealing his true strength. But once he struck, it would be a fatal blow.

Earlier on, Ashton had felt an overwhelming sense of danger when Flint came at him.

By all logic, with Ashton’s current cultivation, he could be considered invincible among those of the same cultivation realm.

Yet, Flint still made him feel quite threatened, which could only mean one thing–Flint had likely already taken that crucial step toward the divine realm.

“Based on my deductions, I believe that the sly old fox might have achieved the semi–divine realm. You must be careful,” Lawrence warned.

Ashton nodded, silently identifying Flint as a slightly bigger danger than he previously thought.

Flint ruled the criminal underworld. He commanded many powerful factions and had the support of formidable people as well. Even his own strength seemed more threatening than they knew. Such an opponent deserved Ashton’s full attention and focus.

“I suspect the old fox has been lying low all this time because he’s searching for the final key that would enable him to have a breakthrough and reach the divine realm,” Lawrence added.

“So, I’ll say it again. You must reach the divine realm as soon as possible. Only then will you fear nothing. For a divine realm expert, all who are beneath the divine realm are nothing but ants.”

For a divine realm expert, all who were beneath the divine realm were nothing but ants?

Ashton seared those words to his memory. Afterward, he escorted Lawrence out of Blossom Hall while giving him a few reminders.

Out of nowhere, Kayla snapped, “Ashton! You’d better not go around flirting with every woman you see!”

“Huh?”

Ashton was dumbfounded, but he soon had a thought. Could it be that Kayla was jealous? Did she think he was being too flirtatious with the women of Blossom Hall?

Kayla quickly realized how strange her remark sounded as well. She hurriedly helped Lawrence away, shooting Ashton a fierce glare before leaving.

Ashton scoffed. She hadn’t even slept with him yet, but she was already trying to tell him what he could and couldn’t do.

He watched until Lawrence got into the car before heading back inside Blossom Hall.

The moment he stepped inside, he sensed the charged tension in the air. All of the women were staring at him with burning eyes, like ravenous beasts eyeing their prey.

“See anyone you like? You saved us, and you killed that bastard Cornelius as well. No matter who you ask for, I doubt any of them would decline to spend the night with you,” Elise said while approaching him, her voice

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magnetic.

Her face was flushed, making her seem even more captivating and ripe for the plucking.

As soon as she finished speaking, the women became even bolder, shooting flirtatious glances at Ashton without holding back at all.

He had to admit that they were all stunning–tempting in their own ways. Some of the bolder ones swayed their hips as they came up to him, and a few even started dancing.

Elise’s seductive voice had set Ashton on fire. He stared intently at her and Whitney, smiling as he asked, “What if it’s you two that I want?”

Both women trembled slightly. It was as they’d expected. He’d set his sights on them.

Their hearts pounded. Embarrassment and hesitation flashed across their faces, their cheeks burning as they struggled to meet his gaze.

In the end, Elise and Whitney exchanged a look, as if silently deciding who would offer herself tonight.

The atmosphere became even more charged.

A few moments later, Whitney stepped forward and stood close to Ashton. Tilting her head upward, she stared at the charming man and said, “Do you want me, darling?”

The word “darling” drove Ashton wild. His gaze swept slowly over Elise and Whitney. Were they planning to give themselves to him, one after the other? Did he not even have to behead Flint first?

The Drakell technique was stirring up his lust. He reached out and stroked Whitney’s supple face. Grinning, he said, “Of course. Are you going to reject me?”

“I…”

Whitney’s heart raced. She didn’t know how to respond to that. As it was, she was prepared to sleep with him.

However, before she could answer, he grabbed her in his arms and carried her toward her room impatiently. He said, “Even if you want to reject me now, it’s too late.”