The Rise of a Master: It Starts With Rejection

Chapter 640

"Hah! What a disgrace to men. I can't imagine what Nancy was thinking, getting involved with trash like you," Ronald sneered.

Bertha felt vindicated, knowing she would soon have her revenge.

Ronald Sullivan wasn't just anyone-he was a second-generation elite in Aleshire who was wealthy and well-connected. On top of that, she had shared a bed with him a few times, giving her some leverage in their relationship.

"Mr. Sullivan is one of our highest-tier Platinum members. He could slap dozens of people like you to death with a single hand."

Ronald's sudden appearance was unexpected, but Felix had no interest in wasting his time on this group of clowns. There were plenty of scarf shops in Aleshire-this one wasn't unique.

"If I want to leave, who can stop me?" @

Ronald stepped aside, but his two bodyguards moved in to block Felix. Just as they reached for him, their bodies trembled simultaneously, and they stepped back, backing away. "Useless!" Ronald snapped, his face darkening. These bodyguards were martial artists his father had hired at a high cost, yet a mere glance from Felix had scared them off.

he's terrifying. Not only is he a martial artist, but his

but quickly smirked. Turning to Bertha, he said, "Pull up the store's surveillance footage. Edit it and post it online. Let the entire country see the face of

airport, Ronald had planned to leave things alone. But now that they had crossed paths again, he saw an opportunity to vent his frustrations. A viral video would not only humiliate Felix

store's door to leave when he froze at Ronald's words. If they intended to escalate things, there

videos, malicious edits could easily turn black into white. While Felix could have called in favors to suppress the footage

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out his phone and prepared to call Rosalyn. The Ruby family, as one of the top-ranking families in the Eight Great Martial Familles, had deep roots

of support you can summon in Aleshire" Ronald sneered, lounging on the couch with his

have felt a bit uneasy. But Aleshire was his home turf. He had nothing to fear from Felix-martial

even qualify for a membership here dares to challenge

reached out and placed his hand on her backside, ignoring the

his knees begging for mercy, make

"Of course, Mr. Sullivan."