
{"id":27912,"date":"2026-02-05T14:34:45","date_gmt":"2026-02-05T14:34:45","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-ruthless-tycoons-obsession-novel-chapter-118\/"},"modified":"2026-02-05T14:34:45","modified_gmt":"2026-02-05T14:34:45","slug":"the-ruthless-tycoons-obsession-novel-chapter-118","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-ruthless-tycoons-obsession-novel-chapter-118\/","title":{"rendered":"The Ruthless Tycoon&#8217;s Obsession Novel Chapter 118"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Hope Is Not Optional \u2014 Manuel Flores 118<\/h1>\n<p>Chapter 118\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Selene\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>389%\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>10 vouchers\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I held the man by his shirt and lifted him off the ground with ease, his weight hanging uselessly from my grip. His face was swollen beyond recognition, red and bruised, one eye nearly shu, blood trailing from the corner of his mouth where a few teeth were already missing.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>To put it plainly, he looked absolutely terrible.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>My lips quirked upward when I took in the sight of him. Slowly, raised my fist toward his face.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The moment he realized what I was about to do, all the fight drained from him. His face turned pale, terror flashing in his eyes as his head shook frantically.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cN-no, please-please don\u2019t,\u201d he begged, his voice cracked and hearse. \u201cSpare me. I\u2019ve taken enough hits already. Please, just let me go.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I didn\u2019t react, or hesitate. I didn\u2019t even feel a single shred of pity.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>My fist connected with his face again, the sound sickeningly dull and I felt the impact travel cleanly through my knuckles. Another tooth flew free as he let out a broken, pained groan.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAh, my face! My teeth!\u201d he cried, clutching at his mouth.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I smiled, genuinely satisfied. For a brief moment, I had wondered if returning to this body would dull my strength, if I would lose the sharp precision I once had. It wasn\u2019t as refined as it had been after years of cultivation and training in my past lives, but it was more than enough to hurt someone badly.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I stared at him for a second longer before tossing him aside like discarded trash. He hit the ground and curled in on himself, sobbing and groaning in pain. Then I turned my attention to the second man.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He was sprawled on the floor, no better than the first, his face brised, lips split, eyes wide with panic. When I started walking toward him, he scrambled backward in pure terror until his back hit the wall, leaving him nowhere else to go. He looked at me like a man who had finally realized the worst mistake of his life was mistaking me for easy prey.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>When escape became impossible, fear twisted into something uglier. He glared at me, though it was clear there was more terror than anger behind it. He raised a trembling hand.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou-what do you think you\u2019re doing?\u201d he snapped. \u201cYou can\u2019t do this! This is a crime! If anyone finds out what you\u2019ve done, you\u2019ll be imprisoned. Beating people like this is a serious offense. Even the alpha, the most powerful man in the world, wouldn\u2019t tolerate this. He\u2019ll have you executed!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I stopped in front of him and stared for a moment before smiling mockingly.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOhhh,\u201d I drawled, tilting my head. \u201cScary. I\u2019d really hate to run to the alpha.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Relief flooded his face. He smiled, thinking he had found my weakness. \u201cGood. Then release us right now if you don\u2019t want\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>trouble.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSure, sure, I\u2019ll release you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Hope flickered in his eyes, his smile widening, until I tapped my finger against my chin thoughtfully. \u201cBut then again,\u201d I continued, \u201cI don\u2019t think I\u2019ll be the only one getting in trouble.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat?\u201d he asked, confused.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I lifted my leg and brought it down hard against his neck, pinning him to the floor and cutting off his airway completely. His breath hatched violently as he clawed at my leg, trying desperate to push it away.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>173\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>09:17 Mon, Jan 26 GBB.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 118\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>It didn\u2019t move an inch.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>89%\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>10 vouchers\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I tilted my head lightly, pressing my foot down harder to remind him that his life was still resting beneath it. \u201cI won\u2019t be the only one to get in trouble, a lot of people saw you dragging me into this alley. So if I say you tried to take advantage of me and I defended myself, people will believe me, even if you end up dead. Don\u2019t you think so?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I paused, watching the panic bloom in his eyes, then continued as if I were merely offering another option. \u201cOr I could say you started fighting each other over my money and injured yourselves in the process. I mean, look at me.\u201d I glanced down at myself briefly before meeting his gaze again. \u201cI look harmless. You look like bandits. From my experience, people judge based on appearances long before they care about the truth.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>His eyes widened in horror. His mouth opened, as if he wanted argue, and threaten me again, but before he could make a sound, his gaze snapped past me.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou fucking bastard!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The shout came from behind. I sensed it before I heard the rush of movement. It was the sharp spike of killing intent. My instincts reacted instantly. Without turning around, I reached out and caught the dagger midair, my hand closing firmly around the blade before it could strike me.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The alley fell into silence.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Both men froze, staring at my hand in disbelief, their faces draining of color. I smiled slowly and even had the decency to wink.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSo,\u201d I said, holding the dagger as if it were a toy, \u201cwhat do you think? Should we call everyone over and let them enjoy a little show?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>That did it.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>They swallowed hard, then dropped to their knees almost in union, hands pressed together in frantic pleading.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNo-no, big brother, please forgive us!\u201d one of them cried. \u201cPlease don\u2019t get angry. It\u2019s our fault. We shouldn\u2019t have offended you. Please let it go. We\u2019ll do anything. Anything you want.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I studied them for a moment, then stepped back and removed my foot from his neck. \u201cAnything?\u201d I asked, raising an eyebrow.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>They nodded so quickly I thought their heads might fall off.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>A wide smile spread across my face. \u201cYou should\u2019ve said that in the beginning. Get up. Get up, don\u2019t ruin your clothes.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>They hesitated, glancing at each other, unsure if this was another trick.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I kept smiling. \u201cI don\u2019t like repeating myself.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>They scrambled to their feet immediately.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Satisfied, I nodded and stretched out my hand toward them. They stared at it blankly, clearly confused. I sighed, shaking my head. \u201cBrothers, why are you so slow? You\u2019re the ones who dragged me here. I wasted my time, my energy, and I even dirtied my clothes beating you up. Shouldn\u2019t you compensate for all that?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>It was shameless. Absolutely shameless.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But since they had tried to scam me first, I didn\u2019t feel bad in the lightest. Scamming the scammers felt perfectly fair to me. After all, that was just how the world worked, or at least, how I worked.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>2\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>111\u00a0<\/p>\n<h3>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Hope Is Not Optional \u2014 Manuel Flores 118 Chapter 118\u00a0 Selene\u00a0 389%\u00a0 10 vouchers\u00a0 I held the man by his [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[82],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-27912","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-the-ruthless-tycoons-obsession-novel"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27912","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=27912"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27912\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=27912"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=27912"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=27912"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}