Divorced and Dominant Now You Cry novel Chapter 658

Chapter 658

Just as Connor and Francis backed off, a wave of killing intent surrounded Ashton.

The Quad–Force Execution Array materialized instantly, encasing him within its boundaries.

Tristan stepped forth, flanked by more than a dozen experts. He took his position at the center of the deadly array and looked down at Ashton with cold indifference, thinking that the man before him was already as good as dead.

“Fancy meeting you again, Ashton!” Tristan exclaimed, smiling faintly.

He extended his hand and got straight to business, declaring, “I’ll spare you as long as you hand over the Ninefold Arcane Technique! I won’t hesitate to use force if you refuse to comply, Ashton.

“You ought to know that the Heavenly Medical Pavilion has plenty of torture methods–none have endured longer than an hour!

Tristan unleashed the overwhelming energy of the transcendent realm, looking entirely sure of himself. “You’ll eventually surrender it, whether you want to or not, so you might as well save yourself the pain of being tortured. What do you say, Dr. Gray?”

Ashton cast a sweeping look at Tristan and the others, his eyes brimming with killing intent.

He asked coldly, “Is this really the conduct of the Heavenly Medical Pavilion? If that’s truly the case, then the organization is merely a breeding ground for scum!”

“You don’t have to concern yourself with the ways of the Heavenly Medical Pavilion, Ashton! You just have to tell me whether you’re going to hand over the Ninefold Arcane Technique or not!” Tristan demanded ferociously.

Ashton merely shook his head in response.

“You’ve actually chosen the path of pain over the path of mercy, huh? You’re going down! I refuse to believe you won’t talk once the torture begins!” Tristan completely dismissed Ashton.

He believed that the deadly array could eliminate any transcendent realm experts, so subduing Ashton was a simple task. He was absolutely certain that nothing could go wrong.

“Get him this instant, Uncle Tristan! I’ll personally whip him hard later!”

“I’ll crush him under my heel and torment him relentlessly! I want to see if he’ll still have the nerve to chase after my woman

then!

“I don’t believe for a second that Wanda would still be attracted to such garbage after seeing him reduced to a pitiful mess!”

Connor and Francis‘ eyes were bloodshot with rage. They were desperate to prevent a future where Ashton claimed both Wanda and Faye for himself.

They refused to let their women be snatched away, let alone by a single rival. They thought that it was a staggering insult, an absolute mockery that they found impossible to endure.

In a heartbeat, a dozen experts from the Heavenly Medical Pavilion charged at Ashton. Their intent was lethal, seeking to crush his resistance and subdue him in a single, coordinated assault.

Tristan sneered as he looked toward the inner reaches of the Moore residence with caution.

He wasn’t worried about Ashton fighting back.

Instead, he was more concerned about George, that cunning fox. He remained ignorant of George’s actual capabilities, merely perceiving the habitually calm man to be a serious and unpredictable threat.

Tristan’s pupils shrank as he watched his men freeze in place just a foot from Ashton, erupting into wretched cries.

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