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Aspen did not even want to imagine what would happen if Andrew had personally taken action. Even Gordon, the strongest fighter in the Bridgefields Stevens family, had already fallen. Now, there was no one left in the family who could even dream of challenging Andrew. Andrew glanced at Aspen kneeling before him and smirked. "Aspen, I was more used to you standing tall, looking at me with that arrogant gaze, speaking to me like you owned the world." Aspen's body trembled, and she quickly shook her head. "No, no, Mr. Lloyd! I wouldn't dare—I truly know my mistakes! If you want to kill me, sell me, torture me—whatever it is, I won't resist." She continued, "I just beg you, please spare my father and the rest of the Bridgefields Stevens family. They only came here because of me! If anyone deserves to die, it's me, not them!" Andrew scoffed. "The moment Gordon died, you should have known when to cut your losses. But your arrogance blinded you, Aspen. So tell me, why should I spare
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Dylan, Natasha, Silas, and even Cedric watched Andrew with strange expressions. They were all waiting to see if he would take up on Aspen's offer. Rodney looked downright disappointed. He thought it was a shame. After all, Aspen might be nothing but trouble, but there was nothing to complain about her beauty. Especially those long, toned legs—he had lost count of how many times he had fantasized about wrapping them around himself. Nonetheless, it was clear that this prime piece of meat was no longer on the menu for him. Seeing that Andrew still had not responded, Aspen thought that maybe he was not satisfied. She quickly wiped her tears, smoothed out her clothes, and forced a sweet smile. "If you think there are too many people here watching, and it makes things inconvenient, I can… I can go to a hotel with you right now." As long as Andrew was willing to spare the Bridgefields Stevens family, she did not care about anything else. If she had to become his personal plaything,
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Since resistance was futile, there was no choice but to submit. Zephyr said, "Aspen, I swear I'll find a way to get you out of this hellhole!" Leaving behind that one sentence, he led the Bridgefields Stevens family out of Jayrodale in a state of utter defeat. Aspen watched their retreating figures, silent tears slipping down her face. As long as her sacrifice could ensure her family's survival, then it was worth it. Andrew glanced around. "That's enough. Let's head back." Without another word, he stepped out of the Stevens mansion doors. Christina clenched her teeth. "Andrew, what exactly do you plan to do with Aspen?" Andrew did not even turn his head. "I haven't decided yet, but it depends on how she behaves. If she's useless, I'll sell her off abroad and let fate decide the rest." Aspen, trailing behind him, turned even paler. Right now, she was nothing more than Andrew's property. If he decided to ship her off, she would have no choice but to accept it. As they lef
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From behind, Irene shouted angrily, "Aspen, what the hell do you mean by that? What do you mean by 'silent cruelty'? Compared to you—selling yourself to Andrew like a cheap whore—Christie is a thousand times more dignified than you!" Aspen paused, turned around, and smiled as if she had not even heard Irene's insults. She replied, "I'm starting to see why Andrew despises Christie, why he won't accept her anymore. It's because she's really… nothing special." She continued, "You don't deserve Andrew, Christina. You're not even close to Lauren and Francesca." Shaking her head slightly, Aspen turned away and walked off without looking back. Christina's once-composed expression darkened instantly. She had tried to use the Bridgefields Stevens family to crush Andrew and destroy him completely. Yet, in the end, she was the one who lost—completely and utterly. Moreover, Aspen had seen right through her. Irene fumed, practically shaking with rage. "That little bitch! How dare she bl
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In the end, Christina grew frustrated and snapped, "Mom, stop talking. I already have a headache, and all this talk isn't going to change anything!" Irene pouted. "I'm just worried! Now that the main family won't back us anymore, and that little bitch Aspen has completely cut ties with us! The Stevens family has no one left to rely on! If that bastard Harvey comes back to torment us, what should we do then?" Leroy thought for a moment, then suddenly brightened. "Christie! Isn't Finley, the Moore family heir, still in contact with you? Back when Aspen was around, we had an alliance with him, didn't we?" He asked, "Why don't we reach out to him now? With his ties to Hidden Dragons, he could be the perfect shield for our family!" Irene's eyes lit up. "Yes! That's right—there's still Finley! The leader of Hidden Dragons is his granduncle. Also, he fancies you, right? Christie, think about it—if you can win over Finley, the Stevens family will officially have Hidden Dragons as our b
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Christina said calmly, "I would never sell my body in exchange for wealth and status. But you and Mom aren't wrong—Finley is someone I can take advantage of. Aspen is useless now, so I'll be the one to take over this alliance with Finley." Irene beamed with excitement. "Then what are we waiting for? Christie, call him right now and invite him over for dinner. I'll cook a feast myself—we have to treat him well!" Christina hesitated. "Inviting him to the house might not be the best idea. I think it'd be better to meet at a restaurant instead." Irene quickly objected, "A restaurant? That won't show enough sincerity! Think about it, Christie. If we invite Finley to our home, it sends a message that we value him. Once he's in a good mood, he'll be much easier to manipulate!" Leroy chimed in, "Exactly, Christie! Have him come over—I can drink with him too. As long as we keep him happy, you won't even have to sacrifice yourself. We can just use Finley's influence as our family's safet
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Aspen had no say in how Andrew would treat her or what he planned to do with her. She could not run, nor did she dare harbor even the slightest thought of rebellion against him. As long as the Stevens family in Bridgefields still existed, she had no choice but to bow her head. Otherwise, any reckless move on her part could spark Andrew's wrath, and with just one command, her entire family would be wiped out. Not long after, Natasha returned. She noticed Aspen standing there, her face flushed with frustration, and asked in surprise, "Aspen, why are you just standing there? Sit down and rest for a bit." She added, "Like it or not, you're kinda one of us now. Even though I have to keep an eye on you so you don't steal my man, I can't help but feel a little bad for you." Aspen clenched her jaw and stiffly replied, "No need!" She would have loved to sit down, but a certain petty bastard clearly did not see her as human. Natasha glanced at Aspen, noting the barely contained anger
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After being violated by Rodney, Aspen developed a deep-seated hatred for men. It had worsened over time, turning into something almost pathological. She could not stand being near any man, let alone strip in front of hundreds of West End's men to serve them. Andrew looked at her, his expression cold and indifferent. "Take it off. Or, I'll personally take you to see how the Stevens family in Bridgefields is wiped out. You know better than anyone that erasing your family would be effortless for me." Aspen let out a bitter laugh. "Andrew, you're ruthless. Fine, I'll do it." Due to her recklessness, the Stevens family had nearly faced complete destruction. Now that they had barely escaped the jaws of death, she would never let them fall into ruin again. With trembling fingers, she unbuttoned her blouse and slowly slipped it off, revealing her smooth skin. Natasha watched with amusement. "I have to admit, her body and skin are flawless. Darling, are you sure you don't want to ta
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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
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Andrew was sitting on the lawn outside Serenity Villa, watching the crew from The Sovereign Residences repair his home. After the attack last night, it was a miracle the place was still standing—if the villa had not been built to the highest security standards, it would have been reduced to nothing but ash and rubble by the Srovika Federation mercenaries. Felix Daughtry, the security captain from The Sovereign Residences, a semi-martial king-level fighter, walked over with a grim expression and reported, "Mr. Lloyd, Serenity Villa took quite a hit. Full restoration might be difficult." Andrew glanced at him and said coldly, "I want it restored exactly as it was, and not just that—The Sovereign Residences will need to compensate me for all damages, including emotional distress. If that's too much, then I don't want the house anymore. I'll go to the press and let the world know just how useless your brand really is." Felix's face darkened, turning almost pitch black with anger. H
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Since the night before, Xavier had been fully suited in military attire, standing vigilant and sleepless. He gripped a massive broadsword, and when the butler spoke, his voice was ice-cold. "Don't worry. Andarov won't fail me. That bastard Andrew is as good as dead." Though those were his words, doubt lingered in Xavier's mind. After all, Andarov never took this long to finish a kill. Nonetheless, the sun was rising—he should be back any minute now. Andarov, commander of the Blood Wolf Mercenaries, was ruthless and battle-hardened. Xavier met him while stationed overseas, and after several missions together, they became close allies. "With the entire Blood Wolf squad under him, it doesn't matter if Andrew has bodyguards. He won't last five minutes," Xavier sneered, confident. He was already planning the next steps—hold Seth's memorial as soon as Andarov returned, then introduce him to Luna to score even more clout. Having a famous international mercenary as a personal friend? E
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At the Golding family estate, Elon exclaimed in disbelief, "What did you just say? Black Wolf is dead?" The butler, face tight with unease, replied, "Yes, sir. Early this morning, his body was found dumped in the sewer. The cause of death matched the last group of assassins perfectly. There's no doubt that it was Andrew who killed him." Elon's expression darkened instantly. "Even Black Wolf failed and ended up dead? Andrew... you've clearly been hiding more strength than we thought." The butler nodded gravely. "Sir, that man is definitely not some pawn on the board. Not only is Black Wolf gone, but the Srovika Federation mercenary commander the Haywoods brought in also died at Serenity Villa." Elon gasped. "Even Xavier's overseas hitman got wiped out? Are you absolutely sure?" The old butler's brow twitched. "Completely sure. This morning, both bodies—Black Wolf and the mercenary captain—were found side by side in the sewer on Blumedale's main street." Elon clenched his ja
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On the ground, Black Wolf writhed in pain, howling in disbelief. He finally understood why that last squad of heavily armed mercenaries had vanished without a trace after storming Serenity Villa. This place was not just a house—it was a damn death trap. "Who sent you to kill me?" Andrew asked calmly as he twirled the dagger Black Wolf had dropped. Pinned down by Natasha and Dylan, Black Wolf was drenched in sweat, his shattered legs leaving him gasping in agony. He growled, "Why the hell should I tell you? You should know exactly who you've pissed off. Even if I'm in your hands, kid, if you lay a finger on me, the consequences—" Andrew did not let him finish. Instead, he drove the blade straight into Black Wolf's chest. Whatever threat Black Wolf was about to spit out died on his tongue. His eyes bulged in shock before his head slumped to the side—dead. "If you didn't have the sense to act like a prisoner, then I did you a favor and sent you straight to hell. Next time, try
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Aspen could not help leaning closer to see what Andrew was doing. To her surprise, his breathing was steady—he was already asleep. She stared at him, both amused and annoyed as she thought, 'I'm lying right next to him, and he still manages to fall asleep? Am I not attractive enough? Or does this guy just not find me worth the effort?' That split second of realization triggered an unexpected wave of disappointment and frustration in her. … Meanwhile, outside Serenity Villa, a black figure moved silently across the ruined outer wall, climbing with inhuman ease. It was Black Wolf—Elon's secret weapon, a top-tier assassin with a reputation to match. A matte-finished blade dangled from his lips as he surveyed the building, swiftly memorizing the layout of the damaged villa. He was not alone. At least a dozen other men hid in the dark, surrounding the perimeter and lying in wait. Nonetheless, they were not predators, at least not to him. He scoffed, thinking, 'They're the bait,
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Through the second half of the night, Serenity Villa remained eerily quiet. Chantelle stepped out from her lookout post and announced, "Looks like no one else is coming tonight. Everyone should get some rest." Andrew stopped her. "Hold up. You all stay on watch—I'll go rest." Chantelle narrowed her eyes. "Are you giving me orders like I'm your subordinate?" Andrew responded calmly, "Not at all. I just want to isolate myself and draw the next assassin in alone." Chantelle frowned. "So, you're planning to be alone in a room and give the assassin a shot at you? You're using yourself as bait?" Andrew replied, "Exactly. One mercenary commander from the Srovika Federation is dead, but with the Haywoods and Goldings both after my head, there's no way they'd just send one decent hitter and be done." Chantelle nodded. "That… makes sense. But you're injured. What happens if something unexpected comes up? Can you really handle it?" Before Andrew could answer, Aspen blurted, "It's
