Nyla added, "Also, my grandfather has a medical book he's having trouble understanding, and he'd love for you to help him with it." Andrew smiled warmly. "Of course. If I have the time, I'll be happy to visit him." Her pale cheeks flushed as two adorable dimples appeared, and she practically skipped away, beaming with excitement. Christina sat to the side, watching the exchange with a bitter feeling. "Andrew, that nurse is from Jayrodale's Goth family, isn't she?" Andrew glanced at her, puzzled. "I'm not really sure about her background." Christina let out a bitter laugh. "Come on, stop pretending. It's written all over her face. She's one step away from throwing herself at you." She continued, "Ever since you left me, your luck with women has skyrocketed. First, there was Ms. Rhodes, then Ms. Aicker, and now this little nurse. Andrew, maybe leaving me was the best decision you ever made." Andrew's expression stayed calm as he met her eyes. "What's your point in bringing
"Christie, I'm here to see you and your family," Harvey said as he entered, his tone unusually humble. "Last night, I lost my head and acted impulsively. Please forgive me." Irene scoffed. "Sorry, but we won't accept your apology. You can turn around and leave." Harvey was unfazed by Irene's sharp tone and brushed off her hostility as if he had anticipated it. His eyes scanned the room, but when he did not see Christina, his expression hardened. "Where's Christie? Where did she go?" Irene sneered. "Where? Far away from you, of course. Harvey, you should just give up. After what you did last night, none of us will ever forgive you." She added smugly, "And just so you know, Christie and Andrew are back together. Right now, they're probably cozying up somewhere." Harvey's face turned dark in an instant, his eyes blazing with rage like he was ready to explode. Francesca, who had been leaning against the wall watching the scene unfold, frowned and snapped, "What nonsense are y
After all, Kane was not someone Francesca or Lauren could deal with. Harvey said smugly, "Fran, I bet you never thought the day would come when Andrew would be entirely under my thumb. "For so long, you and Lauren—Jayrodale's two leading beauties—have been hanging around with that guy. As your senior, I've warned you countless times, but you girls just won't listen, will you?" He grinned and added with disdain, "Tell you what, why don't you go get Andrew and have him crawl over here and lick my boots? If he does a good enough job, I might just consider sparing him—for now." Francesca clenched her fists, disgusted by the sight of Harvey's audacity. She said coldly, "Harvey, you're supposed to be the golden boy of Jayrodale, born into a prominent family. But for as long as I can remember, you've always been the one picking fights with Andrew. Now that you can't beat him, you've brought your family muscle to settle the score." She scoffed. "Do you actually think that makes you l
Christina's tone was cold as she said, "I'm sorry, but I don't need any of this from you. I already told you last night—we're done. There's nothing left to talk about." Harvey silently cursed her, but he kept his face calm and plastered on a smile. He softened his tone and replied, "I know you're still angry. I'm not asking you to forgive me right away, but my feelings for you have never changed. If you don't forgive me today, I'll stand outside Stevens Corporation every day to apologize until you do." Christina frowned in disgust. "Harvey, don't you realize how childish and pathetic that sounds? I don't want your apologies. I want us to stay out of each other's lives from now on. It's for the best." Irene snapped, "Harvey, stop harassing my daughter! You're the heir of the Weller family—stop acting like some shameless, clingy mutt!" Harvey's face twitched at the insult, his fists clenching as he fought the urge to lash out at Irene. He inhaled sharply, forcing himself to stay
Christina's voice was stiff as she said, "But this time, what I've done for you should be enough to repay everything you've done for me." Andrew frowned and asked coldly, "So even now, you're still focused on settling some imaginary debt with me? Still determined to make sure that you and Stevens Corporation owe me absolutely nothing?" Christina turned her head away, her voice rigid. "That's right. I don't want to owe you anything." Andrew let out a mocking laugh. "You never owed me anything to begin with. Now, move aside. Didn't Harvey claim he wanted to teach me a lesson? I'm giving him his chance." Christina was taken aback but quickly recovered and scolded him, "Andrew, do you even know what you're doing? Step back! Harvey brought one of his family's top enforcers. If you keep this up, everything I just compromised for will mean nothing!" Andrew gently pushed her aside, his tone calm but firm. "First of all, I never needed you to compromise for me. Secondly, if he thinks
Andrew's swift and decisive moves left Christina, Francesca, and the others stunned. None of them expected Andrew to go as far as to completely dominate Harvey, even with Zayne by his side. What shocked them even more was that Harvey, who was supposed to be the top heir of Jayrodale, a place known for its skilled fighters, looked like a complete amateur, unable to even get back up after a light strike from Andrew. Zayne's eyes burned with fury. "Kid, you've got a lot of nerve," he said, his voice filled with anger. "You've hurt someone under my watch. That means I can't let you leave here alive." Andrew casually waved his hand. "Quit talking. If you want to fight, hurry up. I've got other patients to see." Zayne nearly exploded with rage. "You brat! You're asking for it now." Meanwhile, Harvey remained lying on the ground with his shattered fingers, and he could barely breathe from the pain. "Mr. Fletcher, do something! Make him pay! I want him dead, now!" Harvey screamed.
Two Weller family bodyguards rushed forward, using all their strength to steady Zayne. The scene had left Harvey stunned, completely unprepared for this outcome.Zayne mustered his last breath and stated firmly, "Mr. Weller, run." Without waiting for a response, he shoved aside the bodyguards supporting him and bolted toward the hospital exit. Andrew stood there with an icy expression, making no move to pursue. His knee strike had already shattered Zayne's vital points. While the man might survive, he would never fight again. Harvey finally snapped out of his daze and glared at his bodyguards. "What are you idiots standing around for, you useless bunch? Let's go! Get me out of here!" The bodyguards finally came to their senses and moved to escort him away, but Andrew's cold voice stopped them. "If you want to live, leave that piece of trash behind." The bodyguards' legs trembled as they remembered Zayne's fate. To them, Andrew was like the Grim Reaper himself. Then, A
One of the bodyguards asked shakily, "M-Mr. Weller, what should we do? That guy is terrifying! He destroyed Mr. Fletcher's chest. If he comes after us… w-we're done for." Harvey roared, "You're all nothing but cowards! With this kind of spineless behavior, I might as well keep dogs instead of bodyguards!" The bodyguards could only seethe silently, thinking ironically that Harvey had been the most terrified of them all. "Take me to get treated first, then find my father immediately," Harvey snarled through gritted teeth. "Just wait, Andrew. Only one of us will survive this, and it won't be you!" … Back at Jayrodale General Hospital, Irene pulled Christina aside and whispered, "Christie, this is our chance for the Stevens family." "Mom, what are you talking about?" Christina asked, confused. Irene responded urgently, "Don't you see? Andrew is now our family's only hope. The Weller family is too powerful—even Mr. Weller Senior wants to devour Stevens Corporation. We can't ha
Justin instantly sensed something was about to spiral. He rushed forward and tried to defuse the tension. "Mr. Hopkins, please calm down. We're all just here to have a nice dinner—no need for this." Archie clutched his swollen cheek, his face twisted with rage. "Calm down? Get out of my face! If you say another word, I'll end you too!" Justin flinched and quickly backed off, no longer daring to speak. However, as he glanced toward the Rhodes family, his eyes burned with resentment. He cursed them for being foolish. Despite knowing they could not go up against the Hopkins, they still had to throw punches. He could not help but think they were just asking for it. Lauren's voice rang out cold and firm. "Mr. Hopkins, what are you trying to do? Start a war?" Archie bellowed with laughter. "Big mouth on you, you little bitch! With your trashy Rhodes family, you're not even qualified to go to war with the Hopkins!" He sneered, eyes gleaming. "But don't worry—I'm not just gonna tak
Justin's face twisted in discomfort, but before he could say anything, a loud voice boomed across the entrance. "Mr. McGrath, you can step back! If Mrs. Rhodes wants to dine in our Celestial Suite, then she's more than welcome!" As the voice faded, a burly man with a thick beard strode over. The giant crystal ring on his hand and the heavy gold chain across his chest made it clear—this man was rich, but absolutely tasteless. Jameson snorted coldly. "The Hopkins family sure has some nerve, snatching up someone else's reservation like it's nothing." Archie Hopkins cracked a wide grin, revealing a mouth full of blackened teeth, and laughed without a care. "Mr. Rhodes, you sound way too naive!" Archie shrugged and said, "In this world, it's all about money and muscle. The Hopkins family's got both. So stealing a little dining room from the Rhodes family? It's nothing." Tiana's voice turned icy. "Since you're admitting it's theft, then do us a favor and get the hell out." Arch
The place Jameson picked for dinner was one of the most well-known upscale restaurants in Blumedale—The Palace. "Andy, you might not know this, but around here, this spot is top-tier," Jameson said as he adjusted his tailored suit and smiled. He added, "It's not like I'm trying to flaunt my wealth or anything. But sometimes, even if you don't care for appearances, you've still got to show up with style!" Andrew chuckled and replied, "Mr. Rhodes, I get what you're saying." Tiana spoke up coolly, "Jameson, no need to put on this kind of show in front of Andrew. Otherwise, you'll just end up looking ridiculous. This guy probably poops in places you haven't even dreamed of stepping into." Jameson froze for a second, clearly shocked. "Well now, Tiana, you're really singing Andy's praises today. Could it be… the classic case of a mother-in-law who's starting to really like her son-in-law?" Tiana gave a snort. "This has nothing to do with liking him. I'm just telling the truth."
Lauren said, "Funny thing, Andrew—you probably don't know this, but my mom's been all about dressing up lately. For the longest time, I only ever saw her in simple outfits. She never really cared about appearances. "But now, she's all glammed up and polished! If you didn't know better, you'd think she was dating someone!" Andrew did not know how to respond, so he stayed quiet. He had a pretty good idea why Tiana suddenly started caring about her looks. It was probably because his presence reminded her of her first love—his father. Even though he was not the man himself, they were still father and son. Much like Aspen, Tiana clearly had something not quite right going on in her head. Only someone like her could project her feelings for a man onto his son. Nonetheless, no matter how he looked at it, Andrew just could not shake the weirdness of it all. After all, this woman was supposed to be his future mother-in-law, and yet, she was just a little off. Not that Tiana acted c
"Andrew, my mom didn't give you a hard time, did she?" Lauren asked as they stepped into the Rhodes residence's front parlor. She had noticed right away that Andrew did not look so great. "It's fine. Your mother was… gracious enough," Andrew said with a small smile. There was no need to bring up Tiana's moment of madness—it was better buried. Jameson chuckled. "Andy, sorry to trouble you again! But today wasn't just about getting your help with her condition." Lauren beamed. "That's right, Andrew. Now that you're part of the family, you're not an outsider anymore. So, Dad planned a little family dinner. We thought we'd introduce you to some people too, help you make some connections around Blumedale." Jameson added, "Exactly! And I heard from Lauren that you've been looking for some rare medicinal herbs. Well, turns out, I know some folks who might be holding on to a few." Andrew nodded thoughtfully. "I am looking for rare herbs, that's true. But as for opening doors, Mr.
Truthfully, Tiana was by far the most challenging woman Andrew had ever dealt with. He could not hit her or offend her. To make things worse, she was Lauren's mother and Jameson's wife. No matter what insanity she pulled, Andrew could not actually do anything to her. Seeing Andrew so obviously trapped, Tiana felt an overwhelming sense of satisfaction. She chuckled smugly. "Andrew, you're the Dragon Prince of the Lloyds. There's no way I could ever win against you—not in a million years. "But you lost the moment you started dating my daughter. I'm your mother-in-law. That means I can mess with you, tease you, and you won't be able to lift a finger." Andrew replied evenly, "You're right—I can't fight you. But if I can't win, I can still walk away." Tiana waved her hand. "Alright, alright. Let's stop arguing. Just promise me one thing—what happened here today stays between us. Lauren can never find out." Andrew let out a dry laugh. "You're only worried about Lauren? What ab
It felt to Tiana like she had fallen into a vast, unfamiliar net—one she had never experienced before. She was sinking, drifting, wanting to break free. Yet, she was addicted to the thrill of it all. All these conflicting emotions passed through her in the blink of an eye, though they were layered and complex. Meanwhile, Andrew was completely unaware of the chaotic thoughts swirling inside her. To him, this was just another straightforward medical procedure. He was careful and respectful. He only touched what he had to, avoiding sensitive areas entirely. As a doctor, Andrew had no sense of guilt about what he was doing. Illness knew no gender; treatment was treatment. That was how he saw it. Whether others saw it the same way was not his concern. He calmly explained, "Stimulating your pressure points with needles and smoothing the meridians with massage helped your condition today. "But in the end, to restore proper balance, you'll still need a medicinal remedy to regulate
Tiana flinched, both shocked and furious, but she had no chance of dodging him. Under Andrew's hand, she did not stand a chance. However, the loud smack that followed was not across her face—it landed squarely on a pressure point along her waist. A wave of sharp pain shot through her body like a crashing tide. She gasped, "Ah… Andrew, you… stop, that hurts…" A strange moan escaped her lips, echoing awkwardly in the quiet room. Andrew muttered under his breath, cursing her madness. Without wasting time, he lifted her up and laid her down across the bed. Tiana stared up at him in disbelief, her eyes wide—until he pulled out a slim, metallic object. A gleaming golden acupuncture needle. "Mrs. Rhodes, your speech is erratic, your energy's spiking. I'll give you a few needles to stabilize your condition," Andrew said calmly. With that, he plunged the first needle into a targeted spot on her body. Tiana's breath hitched as her lips parted, and her reaction was a mix of pai
"If you called me here just to ask something this ridiculous, Mrs. Rhodes, then I'll be going now," Andrew said flatly as he turned toward the door. He did not dare stay a second longer, worried Tiana might start acting crazy like she did last time. If things spiraled out of control and someone like Jameson walked in on them, not even a hundred confessions could clear his name. "Stop right there!" Tiana snapped, her brows raised in defiance. "What's the matter? Are you that scared of being alone with me?" Andrew paused and looked back, his brows still tightly furrowed. "Mrs. Rhodes, you and I both know this isn't appropriate." Tiana stepped forward with a graceful sway, a trace of perfume trailing in her wake as she stopped right beside him. Her lips curled in a playful smile. "What's not appropriate? Can't a mother-in-law spend a little one-on-one time with her future son-in-law?" Andrew fell silent, exasperated. "You said you weren't feeling well. If you need help, I'll tak