The Born Winner (Jack and Katherine) novel Chapter 1011

The words were firm, almost emitting a cold air of murder intent.

Cynthia’s expression remained unchanged. She thanked him respectfully, “Thank you father!”

“Go ahead.”

The Hun waved his hands.

When Cynthia left, he then only laid back on his chair in tiredness. He closed his eyes, his right hand slowly rubbing his swollen nose.

A soft sigh echoed within the room.

“I pray for the protection from the ancestors. Your unfilial grandchild is betting on this now to regain the past glory of being the king of the hundred tribes. I pray for the ancestors and the Wolf to protect the success of this bet!”

When Cynthia arrived at Jack’s room.

Jack had already woken up, and he was working out in his room.

Under the light.

His muscles were beautifully sculpted, and looking at him, Cynthia was entranced.

Sweat was dripping down on his muscles. It was as if there was a kind of enchantment, attracting people to look at him.

“You’re here?”

When Jack saw Cynthia, he stopped his work out.

“Yea, I, I’m here.”

Cynthia’s ears were burning slightly, and panic flashed across her eyes.

When Jack saw her like this, he instead thought that Cynthia was still thinking about what happened last night.

He said guiltily, “I’m sorry, I was wrong last night.”

Hearing the words ‘last night’, Cynthia’s face looked depressed.

She said coldly, “It’s no one’s fault last night. But please remember, it’s you who owe me one. Since we got married last time, you already owe me something, I will get you to pay it back.”

“Alright! I will try my best to overcome my headache!”

Jack nodded his head seriously.

This led Cynthia to feel at a loss. She asked tryingly, “You, do you really not remember what happened in the past?”

She was not being suspicious, but this man was really acting a little strange.

She scratched her nose bridge. This simple action, was very familiar to the man.

If he had really lost his memory, what happened last night would be difficult to explain.

“Do you really not remember anything.”

Jack nodded his head seriously. His brows were slightly furrowed, as if he had been thrown back in his thoughts with those words. Very quickly, a painful look surfaced on his face again.

“Don’t think about it!”

Cynthia quickly stopped him.

Jack’s eyebrows immediately relaxed. Tentatively, he inhaled deeply.

He was traumatized by the kind of pain that felt like his head was exploding.

Seeing that Jack’s expression was calming down, Cynthia silently heaved a sigh of relief. Then she slowly said, “Let’s go, follow me to a place.”

“What place?”

Jack asked.

“Wolf House!”

Cynthia raised her eyebrows, and smiled.

Her smile was very mesmerizing, it was as if time had paused still.