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Andrew agreed with Francesca's suggestion. Then, he pressed a point on Lauren's shoulder, and she immediately fell into a deep sleep. Just then, noise erupted outside. Andrew frowned and was about to ask Francesca to check it out when Eunice, the secretary, rushed in with a panicked expression. She reported angrily, "It's Michael. He's been released without charges." Francesca's face darkened. "Released? He committed arson! How the hell did the police let him walk free?" Eunice sighed bitterly. "I don't know, but Michael is absolutely smug about it. He's out there right now, celebrating while his lackeys kiss up to him." Andrew remained calm. "No need to speculate. Let's go see for ourselves." In the Rhodes Corporation's banquet hall, Michael was surrounded by a crowd of sycophants, popping champagne and reveling in his so-called victory. The entire scene was loud, obnoxious, and filled with arrogance. "Mr. Rhodes, you're incredible! Even the cops couldn't touch you!" "
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Francesca let out a cold laugh. "You really think I'd believe a word you say? Everyone in Jayrodale knows that Mr. Jameson has always been the backbone of the Rhodes family. Mr. Kenny? He's been irrelevant for years." Michael whistled arrogantly, his grin widening. "Ever heard the saying? Tables turn every. Did you really think my father and I would stay nobodies forever? Fran, if your brains were even half as big as your chest, you'd know better. "Go ask around—aside from not officially taking the family head title, my father has already stripped Jameson of all his power." Feeling triumphant, Michael took a long swig of champagne, reveling in his own audacity. "Oh, and let me really open your eyes. The Wellers' warehouse? Yeah, I torched it. Not just that—I took a few lives while I was at it. But so what? Dad made one call to the Golding family, and they made another straight to the governor's office. "After that, the governor put pressure on Mr. Thatcher, and Mr. Thatcher
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Michael sneered. "Fortune favors the bold, Bane. Haven't you always wanted to take over the Aickers and replace Cedric? My father has already agreed. In fact, he's even willing to pull some strings for you—help you get in with the Golding family. So, are you in or out? Think carefully." Bane's expression shifted, torn between hesitation and ambition. After a long pause, he let out a sinister chuckle. "You've got guts, I'll give you that. Ruthless—just the way it should be. Fine. Once I take care of Andrew, I'll roll the dice with you and go after Tiana. But you and your father better keep your word. I don't work for free." Michael's eyes darkened. "In Jayrodale, Lauren is fighting me for Rhodes Corporation. In Blumedale, Jameson is fighting my father for the Rhodes family throne. Those two should've been dealt with long ago, but my father and I have been waiting for the perfect opportunity. "Tiana has always been the one standing in our way. She's the only person my father actu
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A storm was brewing in Jayrodale. For Lauren's sake, Andrew knew he could no longer stay confined to this city—he had to extend his reach into Blumedale. Leaving Moonlit Apothecary, he sent a message to Dylan and Natasha, instructing them to meet him in West Side. He needed to strengthen their abilities if they were going to handle the changes ahead. On the drive, his phone rang—Donald was calling. "Mr. Lloyd, I hate to say this, but I failed. I couldn't bring Michael to justice." There was frustration in Donald's voice, thick with unwillingness to accept defeat. Andrew remained calm. "No need to be discouraged, Mr. Warren. Tell me exactly what happened." Donald's tone hardened with anger. "The order came directly from Mr. Thatcher. He commanded Michael's unconditional release. I was furious and demanded to know why, but all Mr. Thatcher said was that Michael had people backing him from above. "I've dealt with plenty of criminals trying to pull strings before, but in the
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Donald sighed in shame. "No, I didn't do anything. I chose to bow my head." Andrew was speechless. "So, in the end, you actually drank it?" There was silence on the other end of the line. After a long pause, Donald muttered, "Mr. Lloyd, goodbye." Andrew had not expected Donald to have such a humiliating past. With a cold chuckle, he said, "Wait a minute. You still remember the name of that Driscoll brat who bullied you, don't you?" Donald gritted his teeth. "Of course, I do. How could I forget? Even now, after climbing my way up to chief commissioner of Jayrodale's police force, I still hate that bastard. But at the same time, I can't shake the fear I felt back then." He continued, "His name is Rafael Driscoll. He was just a spoiled rich kid back then, but now, he's grown into one of the Driscoll family's enforcers." Andrew nodded calmly. "Got it. If the opportunity comes, I'll make sure you get justice." Donald let out an awkward laugh, not taking Andrew's words seriousl
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For martial artists, strength and skill could be enhanced directly through specialized herbal tonics—or even more potent alchemical pills. Nonetheless, whether it was a tonic or a pill, these were luxuries that most people could not afford. Hence, it was often said such a journey was only available to the rich. If one wanted to master martial arts, they needed lots of money. However, having wealth and power was only the foundation. It was not nearly enough to reach the highest levels. Plenty of rich kids trained in combat, but most were nothing more than show-offs. Their skills were shallow, nothing beyond a few flashy moves. When faced with real martial artists, they would not last more than a few strikes. At best, they would get slapped around and humiliated. At worst, they would end up dead. To truly improve, money alone was not enough. One needed someone who could refine and craft the right tonics or enhancement pills. And those alchemists? They were not just rare—they w
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Andrew said, "The two of you already have a solid foundation. This tonic won't do much for you. That's why I've prepared something different—pills, specifically made for you." The moment they heard the word pills, Natasha and Dylan's faces lit up with excitement. They watched eagerly, waiting for Andrew to take them out. However, instead of moving, Andrew simply looked at them and said coldly, "All medicine carries poison to some degree. And pills—especially high-grade ones—are the most dangerous of them all." He continued, "For an ordinary person, swallowing a single high-grade pill could make their blood boil and explode within hours. The reason is simple—these pills contain an overwhelming amount of energy. So don't assume that just because a pill is rare and powerful, it's automatically good for you." Natasha frowned. "Darling, are you saying the ones you made for us are high-grade pills?" Andrew pulled out a small box and placed it on the table. His voice remained indiff
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Andrew hesitated for a moment before saying slowly, "The reason I pushed you to improve your skills across the board is because I have other plans. Very soon, you might face a real test against much stronger opponents." Dylan, completely unfazed, smirked. "Mr. Lloyd, you gave me this life, so whether it's stronger opponents or even Jesus himself, I'll make sure he's running with that cross on his back!" Natasha, more perceptive than Dylan, narrowed her eyes at Andrew. "Darling, you're not about to tell us you've got enemies, are you?" Andrew shrugged. "Wouldn't call them enemies, but chances are, there's gonna be a fight." Natasha chuckled. "In Jayrodale? Please. I doubt there's anyone here who could even try to take you on. The Wellers, the Rhodes—none stand a chance against you. Even Mr. Yates on our side, so who else could you possibly be up against?" Andrew smiled. "Just because I don't have rivals in Jayrodale doesn't mean I don't have them elsewhere. For example, the Go
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"He's my sworn brother, then standing up for him—no matter the cost—is only right," Logan said firmly. Elon's face instantly darkened, and deep inside, a gnawing jealousy bubbled up. Despite being the most low-key of the Five Apex Families' younger generation, Logan was arguably the most terrifying. He was about to take over the Keller family, a rising powerhouse. The Haywoods had Xavier—young, sharp, and fierce in combat. The Wrights had Quinton—manipulative, cunning, and notorious for his ruthlessness. But Elon? He was… just Elon. He was overweight, lacked presence, and had just been publicly humiliated when word spread that his wife had cheated on him. His reputation was already slipping, and now he had become the joke of Blumedale's elite circle. Still, no matter how pathetic things seemed, Elon believed he was far better than the man Andrew was. In his eyes, they were not even in the same league. So, it burned him even more to see Logan—someone he had always tried to i
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"Logan, don't you know Andrew killed my younger brother?" Xavier shouted furiously. It was understandable for Luna to speak up. After all, the Phelans owed Andrew a small favor—but now even the Keller family was interfering. If this continued, Andrew would not just remain unharmed; he would likely rise to prominence in Blumedale. Andrew's rise would be a direct slap in the face to the Haywoods, humiliating them beyond redemption. Roy spoke grimly, "Logan, you're set to lead the Keller family. You should know better than to blur right and wrong. Andrew repeatedly humiliated the Haywoods and even murdered Seth. Do you expect us to swallow such a huge insult?" Logan replied calmly, "Mr. Haywood Senior, you know exactly why things turned out this way. I hate to say it, but Seth brought his death upon himself. Andrew may be impulsive, but he's done nothing wrong in my eyes." "I'll say this only once: if the Haywoods continue their vendetta against him, the Keller family won't stan
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Xavier said, "Uncle Jude, you're in charge of internal discipline. My request is simple—either throw those losers out of the Haywoods and make them manage some backwater branch, or I'll kill them myself. And I doubt anyone in the family would object." Jude's eyelids twitched violently as he cursed the brats under his breath. Out loud, though, he nodded quickly and replied, "Don't worry, Xavier. I'll make sure they're kicked out of the family for good. They won't even get close to the front gate again." Xavier snorted and walked off, leaving Jude staring at his back, shaking his head. Jude muttered to himself, "Xavier… you really are the pride of the Haywoods. But you're spoiled by your status. With your father as the family head and all the elders favoring you, you've always kept the other branches under your heel. "That's understandable since you're the future heir and our strongest fighter among the younger generations. But the fact remains—you made a public promise and faile
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Tiana had already been urging Andrew to make a trip to the Rhodes residence. With his current matters finally settled, Andrew made his way there. … Meanwhile, back at the Haywood residence, the funeral was underway. The place was shrouded in white—the last rites for Seth. It should have been a major event, but the atmosphere among the Haywoods was lifeless. No one looked remotely interested, and many of the younger members were outright slacking off, hiding in corners, smoking, drinking, and chatting. Someone whispered, "Xavier's the eldest son of the Haywoods and a damn colonel in the military, yet he couldn't even bring back Andrew's head? What a letdown." Another chimed in, "No kidding. Seth got taken out like that, which is a direct slap to the Haywoods' face." "Honestly, I've never seen our family this humiliated. Xavier even said he'd kill Andrew within three days or take his own life. Big talk for someone who came back empty-handed…" After just a few gulps of alco
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Aspen and Chantelle both gasped in disbelief. They could not believe that Andrew had just toyed with Luna like she was some puppy. He offered her a treat, dangled it right in front of her face, and then yanked it back when she reached for it. Anyone with an ounce of pride would have snapped—and Luna Phelan was not just anyone. "Playing games on a razor's edge… Andrew, I'll be watching," Luna said coldly. "I'll watch how you destroy yourself." Her expression turned colder than it had been even when confronting Xavier.With one sharp step, she kicked up a gust of wind and vanished into the air. It was a clear sign that she was not just leaving, she was unleashing her fury. "That footwork was terrifying," Chantelle muttered. Even Aspen looked shaken. "Keep acting like this, Andrew, and someone's gonna hack you into pieces one day!" Chantelle snapped. After one last angry glare, she stormed off too. Aspen did not have quite the same fire in her. This demon of a man was hear
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Luna turned around, clearly reluctant to even look at Andrew, and said flatly, "I can save you once, maybe even twice—but not a third time. To be precise, the only reason I stepped in at all was because you've done favors for the Phelans… and for Marvin. "But next time? Your life or death will have nothing to do with me. So, here's my advice—tone it down. This is Blumedale, not Jayrodale. You could show off back there, and no one cared, but here? Power and politics clash every second. Dying young might be the only fate you're headed for." Andrew frowned. "Luna, are you sick or something? Did I ask you to save me?" That one line did not just offend Luna—it also lit a fire in Chantelle. "Andrew, what the hell is wrong with you? General Phelan just saved your damn life. You didn't even say thank you, and now you're blaming her? Are you even a man?" She was speechless, thinking the guy was seriously unbelievable. Andrew shot her a cold glare. "Shut your mouth. No one asked for
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Yet, of all the fearless, reckless men they had encountered, neither Aspen nor Chantelle had ever seen anyone as stubbornly arrogant as Andrew. Both women were completely stunned, wondering where he even got the guts to say things like that. In this world, commoners fear officials—but officials? They fear the men with guns—the military. However, here was Andrew, treating a colonel like Xavier as if he were worthless weeds. It was utter madness—like a sparrow challenging an eagle, a lamb taunting a wolf. It was sheer recklessness bordering on suicide. With a thunderous swoosh, Xavier's massive broadsword came crashing down with enough force to split boulders and level trees. Just the murderous pressure from that swing made Chantelle's face go pale. She was starting to doubt if she could even stand up to Xavier herself. After all, Andrew looked like he was about to be torn in half by that blade. What infuriated her even more was that, at the height of danger, Andrew just st
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"Colonel Haywood, you know full well that with your rank and position, you can't just go around killing people on a whim," Chantelle warned coldly. She added, "Besides, your friend Andarov used banned weaponry on Holtrien soil, which is a serious offense. You can be sure Mr. McCormick won't just let that slide." Left with no other option, Chantelle had to drop Derek's name to try to rein Xavier in. However, Xavier was not intimidated at all. His voice dripped with venom as he said, "Ms. Garcia, I respect Mr. McCormick—he governs this province, and I'll give him that. But do you think the Haywoods' name should be trampled like dirt? Especially by some no-name punk who doesn't know his place? "I'll chop him into pieces, and if I have to, I'll apologize to Mr. McCormick myself. But with the military accolades I've earned, the Haywood family's backing, and my deep ties in the defense department, killing this bug wouldn't even cause a blip on the radar." Chantelle's stomach twiste
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Chantelle sneered, "All in all, you're just an ordinary man, a slave to your desires with a pathetically mediocre mind." She had finally caught an opening to hit Andrew where it hurt, and she was not about to waste it. Andrew chuckled. "Ms. Garcia, you really do live up to your title as a master of psychology. You got most of it right. But you still missed one tiny detail—like the fact that, right now, I've got a very clear image of your naked body in my mind." The bluntness of that line stunned Chantelle, and her expression twisted in outrage. She snapped, "Andrew! That was in the past—how dare you bring it up like it's nothing? Aren't you worried I'll kill you?" The usually cold woman was genuinely furious now. Andrew shrugged lazily. "I'm sitting right here, wounded and unarmed. Go ahead, kill me. But even if you did, you still wouldn't erase the fact that you once stripped bare in front of me." Chantelle raised her hand in fury but forced herself to lower it again with
