บททั้งหมดของ The Underestimated Ex: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

They walked in silence for a few moments, led by the security officer, until they arrived at a large room where Mr. Antony himself sat among a few others.Excitedly, Vivienne stepped forward, bowing respectfully. Clara followed immediately behind her.“Vivienne Lancaster,” Mr. Antony greeted, a mischievous smile tugging at his lips. “Welcome to my party. It’s my son’s birthday today, and I personally invited you so you could wish him well.”“It’s an honor, sir. I hope Derek is enjoying his day—I’ll be sure to greet him, I wonder what he’d look like now that’s back from the united state for long time.” Vivienne replied, flashing a bright smile.Mr. Antony laughed warmly. “He’ll be here soon. For now, enjoy yourself. Have anything you want—this is your home too.”Then his eyes fell on Adrian, who stood silently behind the two women.Anyone else standing in Mr. Antony’s house would typically bow immediately in respect. But this young man? He didn’t even flinch. Given his plain attire, he

The guards quickly rushed toward Adrian, ready to grab and pull him out.Just then, a voice called out from the doorway.“Adrian?”It was Lyra, who had just stepped in—followed closely behind by Damian.Everyone turned to see who had spoken.As soon as Lyra noticed Adrian being held by security, she ran forward toward Mr. Antony. Her mind immediately assumed the worst—that Adrian was being thrown out or possibly punished. A man like him, in a place like this? It’s no surprise, she thought.“Mr. Antony, please—I beg you. Don’t throw him out. I know this man,” she said, bowing her head respectfully.“Please, for the sake of my fiancé, Damian… just let him stay,” she added.Damian’s forehead instantly broke into a sweat the moment she mentioned his name in that plea.Is this girl serious? What is she saying? Oh no… he thought, trying to maintain a calm appearance. But deep down, he was panicking.Mr. Antony shifted his gaze toward Damian, and that single glance said everything.Secretly,

“What?” Clara blurted out, quickly covering her mouth as if trying to silence her own thoughts.No, no… I just need him because he said he could treat me—and so he could agree to my dad’s request, she thought, closing her eyes slightly and taking a deep breath.“Honey, you’re here,” Damian said cheerfully, quickly walking over to Lyra and taking her hand.Before he could turn to notice the tension between Adrian and Lyra, Adrian had already snapped out of it and started walking away.As he neared Damian, about to pass by, Damian extended a hand.“Adrian, I was just wondering if you’d like to join the tournament. I’ll personally compensate you if you win. You’re not only getting the $50,000 prize available for the winner, I’ll add another $50,000—that’s a whopping $100,000 total. What do you say?” he asked with a deliberately pleasant smile.He knew full well there was no way Adrian could win. Daniel was ranked 15th on the board—no amateur. Whoever Adrian faced wouldn’t be an easy oppo

In the blink of an eye, Adrian moved his left hand in a circular motion, forming an arc in the air—Then, he released a surprise strike.Daniel was still mid-air, his dagger raised, ready to deliver a finishing blow—when it hit.BOOM!The sound echoed like a system rupture. A burst of white smoke exploded across the arena.Then—THUD!Another impact. Daniel’s body was launched backward with full force, crashing to the ground. Blood spurted from his mouth.The entire crowd fell silent.“What just happened?” someone whispered. Everyone stared, eyes wide, trying to see through the thick white smoke that had shrouded the arena like a sudden blackout.Seconds later, the smoke cleared.Adrian was still standing in his place—calm, unmoved, like nothing had happened.People blinked in disbelief. At first, they couldn’t even spot Daniel.“What the hell was that?” voices murmured across the arena.“Is that guy still standing? Or… is that some kind of illusion?” one fan muttered, unwilling to bel

Without wasting any time, Adrian moved closer to Daniel’s bed.His movements didn’t reflect someone who cared much about rules.The female apprentice tried to speak, but Vivienne raised a hand.“Don’t worry, he’s with us,” she said. Her words alone were enough to silence the apprentice’s glare.Vivienne was well known in Mr. Antony’s house. Because of the privilege Antony had given her, she knew almost all the ins and outs of the place—so when she spoke, her words carried weight.“Sir, please,” the older doctor began with a firm look. “I’d advise that you don’t touch anything. This patient isn’t in a condition to joke with. The slightest mistake could cost him his life. He’s already suffered serious damage.”Though he knew Clara was a certified doctor in the city, he wasn’t familiar with Adrian—and his worry only grew. If a patient were to die under his care, he would have to account for it, and that wouldn’t be easy. His reputation would be ruined.“There’s no serious internal injury