Divorced and Dominant Now You Cry novel Chapter 690

Chapter 690

The betting pool had reached nearly 300 billion dollars, and the frenzy showed no signs of slowing down. Every major power in Javonbury was being forced to pick a side, and no one could remain neutral.

At that moment, rumors spread through the city like wildfire.

“Breaking news! The Sage has united nearly all of Javonbury’s aristocratic families. They’ve all pledged unconditional support for the Sage and contributed more than half their fortunes to ensure he remained the ruler of Javonbury’s underworld.”

“The scales have already tipped in the Sage’s favor. Ashton’s up against a mountain with nothing but his bare hands. There’s no way he’ll succeed.”

“Don’t be so quick to judge. I just got word from inside sources that every member of the Legion, plus the Blossom Hall, the Holt Crew, Noir Bar, Beldon Group, and Evermore Group are going all–in on Ashton becoming the new ruler of the underworld.

“They’re calling for a complete restructuring of Javonbury’s order. What’s even crazier is that ordinary people are getting wind of this somehow and betting on Ashton, too. They’re saying they want to support the hero who hung a corrupt official’s head.”

“This match for the title of ruler of the criminal underworld in Javonbury is getting more exciting.”

“Don’t underestimate Ashton. If he could pull off one miracle, who’s to say he can’t pull off another?”

“A miracle? More like a delusional fantasy. I’ll bet my head on this. If Ashton shows up at the Sage’s 80th birthday banquet tomorrow at 6:00 pm, he won’t be walking out alive.”

“The old guard faces the newcomers, and a new era is about to dawn… It’s absolutely electrifying. In times like this, who wouldn’t throw everything on the line and gamble on Javonbury’s future?”

Tension crackled in the streets.

The match to become Javonbury’s ruler of the criminal underworld had erupted under Wanda’s manipulation. The betting pool had already shot past 400 billion dollars.

Beneath the calm, a deadly storm was stirring. Outside the Grandcrest Estate, dozens of influential figures had gathered, long before tomorrow’s showdown.

Supporters from both sides shouted, cursed, and even fought in the streets. Tension crackled with every passing second.

Meanwhile, Ashton had made his way to Lawrence’s residence to administer the next round of acupuncture treatment.

“Hey.”

Leona, carrying the Wyvernborne lineage, stopped Ashton and asked curiously, “What are your odds of defeating the Sage? He has ruled Javonbury for decades. Everyone who’s challenged him ended up dead.”

“Why? Are you worried about me?”

The Drakell technique surged through Ashton’s body.

Leona’s Wyvernborne lineage flared in response, twisting and sparking against his Drakeborne blood like two storms colliding.

His rage and raw desire had been building for weeks, and now they had nowhere to go but this moment.

“I’m worried about my wallet,” she retorted, her red skirts swaying with a breeze.

It was quite a sight to behold.

“The Dominion Vanguard is allied with the Sage. Shouldn’t you be betting on him?” he asked skeptically. “You seem pretty confident in me. Don’t tell the you actually like me?”

Chapter 690

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Ashton stepped closer, closing the distance between them to mere inches. His Drakeborne lineage surged like a storming dragon.

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