All Chapters of The Most Wanted Man in Hrestia: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Sensing Dante's dismissive attitude, Ferran forced an awkward smile. Irritation pricked at him, but he refused to let it show in front of Roxanne, so he swallowed it down.Roxanne's phone buzzed in her hand. One glance at the caller ID drained the light from her face. "Ferran, you guys chat. I need to take a call." She patted Dante's shoulder and slipped out of the room."Dante, please sit down. No need to stand." Ferran's tone had changed. The polite deference from earlier was gone. He leaned back in his chair, studying Dante with sharp eyes.Dante sighed inwardly. He was no fool. Without Roxanne, none of them would even bother speaking to him.And Ferran? He was nothing more than Roxanne's simp. The poor fool didn't even realize that the woman he longed for had already fallen for Dante, the so-called nobody without even a medical license.Dante hated playing games with pretentious types, so he cut to the chase. "Let's drop the act. It's obvious. If it weren't for Roxy, none of

Roxanne shook her head with conviction. "I don't believe it. Danny would never be that kind of person. I'll ask him myself.""Roxanne, you haven't seen him in years. Of course he behaves in front of you. Lucky for you, we helped expose his true nature," Gina pressed.A young man chimed in, "Roxanne, trash like him isn't worth your love. Ferran is perfect for you, practically heaven-sent. Why not consider him?"Ferran's chest swelled with satisfaction at his friends' flawless support. With a confident smile, he reached out to comfort her.Roxanne shoved his hand away. "I don't believe you. I believe in Danny. He's not that kind of person."Without another word, she bolted from the private room in search of Dante.Ferran's hand hung frozen in the air, his expression darkening."Roxanne really doesn't know what's good for her. Ferran, maybe it's time to let it go. I mean, look—"Before Gina could finish flattering him, Ferran slapped her hard across the face, sending her staggerin

"Don't, don't!" Athos practically leaped out of his chair, eyes wide with terror.Of all his eight protégés, Gwendolyn was the only one who could truly give him headaches. He both adored her and feared her in equal measure."Fine, fine, you make the decision then. I'm done meddling in this mess." Athos hastily hung up, trembling at the thought that Gwendolyn might actually come looking for him.Gwendolyn tossed the phone onto the table and leaned back with a proud smirk as she sat across from Dante. "How about that? I treat you so well, right?" "Gwen, you're really the best. Even Master Athos fears you!" Dante exclaimed with a wide grin. "Come on, Gwen, let me give you a shoulder massage."Overjoyed, he rose eagerly and began kneading her shoulders.She arched a brow, amusement twinkling in her eyes. "And how exactly do you plan on thanking me?""A week of free service—massage and foot washing, all included. How's that?""That's more like it," Gwendolyn said, her cheeks warmin

The onlookers, stirred into a frenzy, looked as if they wanted to rush forward and beat Dante to death on the spot."Yeah, apologize. You must apologize!" "Quiet! Looks like Dante has something to say." Gina smirked maliciously, her gaze fixed on Dante, now the center of everyone's hostility. "Well? Ready to apologize? Then get started.""You people? You want me to apologize to you? Do you even deserve it?"Dante's words hit the so-called elite students of Audraco University like a slap. They had always thought themselves untouchable.Gina's eyes sparkled with secret delight. "What did you just say?"Dante had done exactly what she hoped—he had provoked the mob."Dante, you've gone too far! Do you really look down on the people of Audraco University? Don't think that just because the Beaumont family supports you, you can act so arrogantly!"One young man puffed out his chest and pointed at Ferran, standing proudly. "Do you even know who Ferran is? He's a senior Hrestian savant

Today, with four of the Seven Mystical Arts' inheritors present, backing down now would disgrace Dante, his master, and his seniors.Dante clenched his fists with a roguish grin. "Alright. Mr. Auburn, what kind of 'chance' are you planning to give me?""Simple," Tristan said flatly. "Since you are that old fellow's protégé and have descended the mountains, you must have learned some of his skills. If you can withstand three of my moves without falling, I will forgive you. How about it?""Grandpa, with your power, Danny won't even be able to block one move, let alone three!" Roxanne protested anxiously.She had not brought Tristan here to make things harder for Dante—she only wanted to leverage his authority to pressure him into marrying her."Danny, this old man is dangerous. He clearly wants to cripple you. Don't fall for it," Fiona whispered, having observed Tristan closely.Dante stepped forward, his signature cocky grin in place. "Fine. Three moves. If I survive your strikes,