All Chapters of The CEO's Secret Weapon: Her Husband: Chapter 371 - Chapter 380

Damian's eyes narrowed at once. He instinctively wanted to defend himself, but in the end, he stopped himself from reacting.He refused to believe that Willow would still try to ambush him now that things had turned out this way.And to add on to that, although Willow was very skilled in sorcery, she didn't know any martial arts. If she were to ambush him like this, she would most certainly not be able to stand a chance against him.Willow suddenly grabbed Damian's shirt, and the blade glinted brightly under the lights once more.A corner of the hem on Damian's shirt then fluttered to the floor.By then, Willow had already kept her blade and stepped away from him. She looked at him calmly and said, "It's done."Damian's eyes glinted for a while. Just like she said, he could feel the malevolent seed in his body slowly dispersing. In the blink of an eye, the seed completely disappeared.He quickly circulated his inner energy to check in every nook and cranny of his body, making su

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.Everyone in the commerce and business industry of Cloudcove were on edge right now. Even the usually calm and collected big shots were extremely anxious.They had tried looking for an antidote to their poison over the past three days, seeking advice from numerous doctors and physicians and trying to understand more about the poison that they were all suffering from. However, everything was for naught, because they realized that it was completely useless.As of now, there was only one way out for them to survive, and that was to surrender half of all their business shares at Dragosphere Hotel. Otherwise, the poison would spread in their bodies, and they would eventually die.However, everyone was indignant and reluctant to do so because none of them wanted to see the family businesses and empires that took some of them even generations to build up be so easily handed over to a third party.Nobody wanted that at all.In the end, the tycoo

That night, numerous luxurious cars parked in the Dragosphere Hotel parking garage. Hundreds of business elites and tycoons then got out of their cars as they crowded around a middle-aged man with a brisk and swift gait while walking toward the hotel."Mr. Brooks, we're all counting on you here!""We've already transferred the one-billion-dollar deposit into your account.""Don't worry. As soon as we've managed to get the antidote from that woman, we will immediately transfer the remaining one billion dollars into your account as well."The tycoons swarmed around Jay with fawning smiles on their faces as they spoke politely to him.Meanwhile, Jay strode forward with his hands behind his back, his face smug and arrogant."Did you really think that I was doing this for the money? I just can't stand it when people abuse their powers to make other people suffer."Martial arts fighters should uphold justice and fight against evil. We absolutely cannot tolerate those who abuse their p

A cold glint flashed through Hendrick's eyes. Sneering, he thought to himself that it was no surprise Damian had managed to kill Lupin. Damian clearly was no slouch.Though he had only exchanged a glance with Damian, the fact that Damian could sense the killing intent he released from such a distance was proof enough that Damian was no ordinary opponent.Nevertheless, that mattered little to Hendrick. No one beneath the rank of grandmaster was worthy of his concern. He was fully confident he could kill Damian as easily as he could squash a bug.At this moment, Kevin asked with a smile, "Are you going to kill Damian now, Mr. Tigerton?"Hendrick shook his head and said indifferently, "Damian is nothing but a sitting duck. There's no rush."Kevin stood up and said respectfully, "If you're not in a hurry, Mr. Tigerton, then let him live a little longer. Most of the people have arrived. Please excuse me. I'll need to chair this meeting."Hendrick nodded and gestured for him to go ahea

Gilbert smiled as he said to Kevin, "Mr. Young, let me introduce our representatives. My family, the Eckharts, will be fielding Neiman Wilkes, an expert in traditional kickboxing from the neighboring city. His greatest feat was taking on two ferocious tigers by himself and killing them within ten minutes."One of the men raised his arm to identify himself. Then, with an arrogant look on his face, he turned toward Errol, his chin lifted high and his gaze provocative. He pointed at Errol before making a throat-slitting gesture, his expression fierce.Smirking coldly, Gilbert continued, "Next, the Harding family has brought—""Cut the crap," Errol called out disdainfully. "These are all just nobodies. What's the use of introducing them? Let them come at me together. Get a move on. Stop wasting my time."Neiman and the others were outraged. The five families had to fork out a fortune just to hire them. Naturally, they were renowned in their own right. Yet, Errol dismissed them as nobod