All Chapters of My Invincible Husband Has Returned: Chapter 2491 - Chapter 2500

"Cough cough..."In the midst of Ayden's shock, Prince Faber's agonizing coughs echoed through the room, snapping Ayden back to the present.The maid at his side, no stranger to the routine, quickly soothed Prince Faber's back with practiced pats while another silently offered him a cup of warm water.The warm water seemed to quell the coughing, but it left Prince Faber looking paler, more strained.Ayden could not help but think, 'Prince Faber's health is really on the decline.'Catching his breath, Prince Faber managed a weak smile. "My body's falling apart," he admitted.Ayden responded with urgency, "Your luck is legendary. I'm sure you'll find a miracle worker."Prince Faber offered a wry smile, choosing not to dwell on his health. "Mr. Gray, I've called you here for a matter of great importance. It's about a crisis that threatens the very fate of Biskeland. Does that intrigue you?""A crisis for Biskeland?"Ayden's heart skipped a beat, his eyes widening as he sought con

Her beauty was undeniable, with a heart-shaped face, sparkling eyes, and long lashes. Her black curls were tied in a high ponytail that bounced with each step she took.Celena's cousin, Silvia, took a moment to survey the strange new environment before pulling out her phone to make a call."Hey, love, I've made it to Drunham City. How come I don't see you? When are you coming to get me?" Silvia's voice was playful but carried a note of annoyance. After all, her boyfriend was late to pick her up.The man on the other end chuckled. "Sweetheart, don't be upset. I'm here already. Where are you at?""I'm by Exit A3.""Great, just head to the curb, and you'll spot me."With that, Silvia wheeled her suitcase toward the curb and instantly saw her boyfriend, Wilton, waving from his BMW.Wilton was the heir to the Walker family, a name well-known in Drunham City. They were not the most prominent family, but they were definitely high up there.He and Silvia went way back to their college

Still, Silvia was irked. She glanced at the nearby restaurant, an idea sparking in her eyes. She pointed to a place next door and said, "I'm starving. Let's grab a bite."Liam nodded. "Alright, pick wherever you want. We'll head out after we eat."He was eager to get home, but he could not just ignore her hunger.Silvia grabbed Wilton's hand, and they cheerfully made their way into a well-known buffet in Drunham City.Liam strolled into the restaurant with the couple, striking up a casual conversation with Wilton while they placed their orders. He was fishing for details about Wilton's background, and bit by bit, he pieced together a profile that only deepened his suspicions.Their food was ready in no time, but it was self-service at the counter. Wilton, eager to impress Silvia, volunteered to collect their meals. As soon as Wilton was out of earshot, Liam leaned in and whispered to Silvia, "Your guy's bad news. Trust me, you're better off dumping him and finding someone soli

Liam quirked an eyebrow, stood up without a word, and went to get the boxes. By the time he came back, Silvia and Wilton were gone.Liam took his time as he got his uneaten food wrapped up to go. He strolled to the parking lot with his takeout just in time to catch a glimpse of Wilton's car pulling away. Liam hopped into his own car and trailed behind them. He knew Silvia was not his biggest fan, which explained her resistance to his words. However, Liam was certain that once Silvia had some time away with Wilton, she would start to see things more clearly and mull over the truth of his statements. Meanwhile, Silvia, having left with Wilton, settled down in the passenger seat and let her mind wander back to Liam's words. She sniffed the air inside the car and, sure enough, there was a hint of rose scent mingling with the perfume—a smell that only comes from fresh flowers, and Wilton had not given her any. She also noticed several strands of hair on the passenger seat, varyin

Truth be told, Carlos's wealth was more of a facade than fact. Sure, he had pocketed a decent payout from a demolition deal and dabbled in real estate, but his boasts of owning a multi-million-dollar property empire were pure fiction.He had a couple of houses, but they were nothing to write home about—combined, they would not fetch more than 300 thousand bucks.That flashy car he was leaning on? Not even his. He tooled around in an Audi while the Ferrari was just for show—a rental.However, Carlos was all about the show. After noticing Silvia's detached indifference, he whipped out his wallet, extracted a gold card, and offered it to her with a sly wink."Here's the deal, sweetheart. There's a cool 150 grand on this card. Spend the night with me, and it's all yours. What do you say?"Think it over. Your boyfriend's got nothing on me. With me, you're only moving up."Carlos was at it again, his wallet holding nothing but a card as empty as his promises. He had played that game