Christina snapped. "The facts are right before us—how is it not? If you didn't pull the strings, why are all these people targeting the main Stevens family?"
Andrew let out a mocking smirk. "Christina, you're underestimating me. I don't need to manipulate anyone—understand? I ordered them directly. That's not the same as manipulation."
Christina's face stiffened. Direct orders? Was he seriously claiming he had the authority to command Marvin and Radiant Group's people?
She did not believe it.
Nonetheless, Andrew did not care whether she believed it or not.
He turned to Zephyr and gestured. "Zephyr, I'll make this simple. Give me an answer—if I'm satisfied, you and your family can leave. But if I'm not satisfied, you're not returning to Bridgefields."
Zephyr let out a bitter laugh, his anger barely contained. "Andrew, you injured Aspen and humiliated my family. Now you want me to give you an answer? Do you think that's possible?"
Andrew remained calm. "You should ask your
