Rise of The Abandoned Husband (Liam Knight) novel Chapter 54

54 Chapter 54 A Brat’s Fury. A Father’s Cunning Plant

54 Chapter 54 – A Brat’s Fury, A Father’s Cunning Plan

The slap echoed through the market like a thunderclap, silencing nearby conversations. Alaric’s head snapped to the side from the force of Nora’s blow, yet his expression remained impassive, though a red handprint began forming on his check.

“You dare stand there and do nothing?” Nora shrieked, her face contorted with rage.

“Ronan!”

A mountain of a man stepped forward from behind her. Easily six and a half feet tall with muscles that strained against his tailored suit, Ronan Russell was the kind of bodyguard meant to intimidate by mere presence.

“Teach this disrespectful dog some manners,” Nora commanded, pointing at Alaric.

I stepped forward, placing myself between Alaric and Ronan. “That’s enough.”

Nora’s eyes widened, as if she couldn’t believe someone would dare intervene. “This doesn’t concern you. Step aside before you get hurt too.”

“The man was simply doing his job,” I said calmly. “There’s no need for violence.”

“No need?” Nora laughed, the sound shrill and unpleasant. “He disrespected me, and now you’re disrespecting me. In my city!” She turned to her bodyguard again. “Ronan, deal with him first, then the other one.”

The giant man cracked his knuckles, a smirk crossing his face. “With pleasure, Miss

Donovan.

I sighed. Always the hard way with these entitled types.

Ronan charged forward with surprising speed for his size. A direct punch aimed straight at my face–straightforward and predictable. I shifted slightly, letting his fist

sail

past my ear. The momentum carried him forward, off–balance.

One quick sweep of my leg and he crashed face–first into the dirt.

The crowd gasped. Ronan scrambled to his feet, face red with embarrassment and

rage.

“Lucky dodge,” he growled, circling me now.

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This time he came in more carefully, feinting left before throwing a powerful right hook. I caught his wrist mid–swing, applying pressure to a precise point that sent pain shooting up his arm. A simple twist redirected his strength against him, and I guided him gently but firmly to his knees.

“Stay down,” I said quietly. “This doesn’t need to continue.”

“Enough!” Nora screeched. “Let him go!”

I released Ronan’s wrist and stepped back. The giant bodyguard cradled his arm, looking up at me with a mixture of pain and newfound respect.

Nora’s face had turned an alarming shade of red. “You… you… nobody humiliates me

face. like this!” She lunged forward, nails extended like claws, aiming for my

I caught her wrist easily, careful not to hurt her despite her best efforts to harm me. “Miss Donovan, please control yourself.”

“Let go of me!” she screamed, struggling in my grip. When I released her, she stumbled back, pointing a trembling finger at me. “You’ll regret this. My father will destroy you! Do you hear me? Destroy you!”

The market had gone completely silent, everyone watching the spectacle unfold. Some vendors had wisely started packing up their goods, sensing that this situation could escalate further.

“Who are you?” she demanded, her voice quivering with fury.

“My name is Liam Knight.”

“Remember that name, Ronan,” she spat. “My father will want to know exactly who to crush.” She turned on her heel, her expensive dress swirling around her legs. “Come, Ronan. We’re leaving.”

Ronan got to his feet, wincing slightly. He gave me one last measuring look before following his mistress through the parting crowd.

“That was… impressive, sir,” Alaric said quietly. “But concerning. The Donovans aren’t people you want as enemies;

I examined the Angelica dahurica in my hand, relieved it hadn’t been damaged in the commotion. “Some things are worth the risk.”

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Back at my accommodation, I carefully prepared the herb for processing. The withered root may have looked unremarkable to others, but I could sense its potency. With proper refinement, it could produce pills far more effective than I’d initially hoped.

I worked methodically, grinding the herb into powder before combining it with other ingredients according to the ancient knowledge that flowed through my mind. Hours passed as I monitored the delicate process, adjusting the flame beneath my portable alchemy furnace with precision.

When I finally opened the furnace, two pills glowed with soft golden light. I couldn’t help but smile. These weren’t just ordinary Qi Gathering Pills–they were of exceptional quality, perhaps the best I’d created yet. Each contained enough energy to dramatically boost a cultivator’s progress.

As I carefully stored the pills, Roman knocked on my door.

“Mr. Knight, are you alright? Word of your confrontation with the Donovan girl has spread through half the city already.”

I nodded. “I’m fine. The encounter was unfortunate but unavoidable.”

“Unavoidable or not, you’ve made an enemy of one of the most powerful families in Havenwood,” he warned. “Declan Donovan isn’t known for his forgiveness.”

“We’ll deal with that when the time comes,” I replied, sealing the pill container. “For now, I have what I needed.”

Across the city, in the luxurious Donovan family mansion, Nora stormed into her father’s study without knocking.

“Daddy! I need you to destroy someone for me!”

Declan Donovan barely looked up from the documents spread across his massive desk. At fifty–three, he remained an imposing figure–tall and broad–shouldered, with silver streaking his dark hair and hard lines etched into his face from years of fighting his way to the top.

“Not now, Nora,” he said, his voice deep and distracted. “I’m dealing with important matters.”

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“This IS important!” she insisted, slamming her hands on his desk. “Some nobody humiliated me at the market today! He humiliated Ronan too!”

This caught Declan’s attention. He looked up, eyes narrowing. “What do you mean, he

humiliated Ronan?”

“He defeated Ronan like it was nothing,” she said, her voice rising hysterically. “Right in front of everyone! And he took an herb I wanted!”

Declan’s eyes drifted to the doorway where Ronan stood, looking uncomfortable. “Is

this true?”

The bodyguard shifted his weight. “Yes, sir. He moved… differently. Precisely. Controlled. I’ve never encountered someone with his level of skill.”

Declan leaned back in his chair, tension visible in his shoulders. “A skilled fighter, here. in Havenwood? Did you get his name?”

“Liam Knight,” Nora spat. “Some nobody.”

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