Andrew's expression remained emotionless, his eyes devoid of any sympathy. "Didn't you say you were confident? That you were exceptional? I gave you every possible advantage. Yet look at you—you still couldn't even touch me." He added, "So, tell me… doesn't that make you completely worthless?" Tears finally spilled from Aspen's eyes. She gritted her teeth and hissed, "Andrew, don't get cocky! I'll fight you to the death!" Andrew's eyes narrowed slightly. With a flick of his wrist, his hand cut through the air, heading straight for Aspen's face. She shut her eyes in despair, bracing herself for another slap. However, it did not land on her cheek this time. Instead, his palm came down hard—right on her backside. This was not a playful slap—it was pure, calculated punishment. A sharp gasp escaped Aspen's lips as a searing pain shot through her body. Her legs buckled, a numbing ache spreading through her lower half, making it impossible to stand. The sheer force of the strike
Michael stood at the front of the group, his face twisted with rage. "Andrew, answer me—was that viral video your doing? Were you the one who sabotaged me at the studio? "You're going to clear my name today and restore my reputation, or I swear, this won't end well for you!" Andrew glanced at him and let out a chuckle. "Mr. Rhodes, you're looking pretty good. I saw the video, and even I have to admit—you sure know how to move your ass. And those hair on your chest and legs… damn, absolutely sensational." Michael's life had turned into a nightmare. If he was not hiding at his company, he was locked up at home. Going out in public was a disaster—he had to stay fully disguised, making sure not a single inch of his face was exposed. The moment people recognized him, phones came out, cameras flashed, and strangers started whispering and pointing. The worst part? Those outspoken middle-aged women and elderly folks who hated public indecency had no sense of boundaries. They would
Andrew said, "Alright then, let's wait and see who comes out on top in the end!" He ignored Michael's threats and headed upstairs to find Lauren. … The moment Lauren saw him, her face lit up with excitement. She exclaimed, "Dr. Lloyd, Shiloh's influence is even stronger than I expected! You probably haven't checked yet, but Rhodes Pharmaceutical's sales for your two signature pills have been doubling every single day since Shiloh's endorsement!" Andrew was not surprised. The main reason was simple—the Vitality Pill and Titan Essence Pill were high-quality products. Once people understood their benefits, they naturally trusted them and bought without hesitation. On top of that, Shiloh had always maintained a strong and positive reputation online. With her loyal fan base rallying behind her, there was no way the two pills would not go viral. Lauren clenched her fist, brimming with energy. "At this rate, our advantage is growing by the day. As long as we have the Vitality Pil
Ageless syndrome was an even rarer condition—one that delved into the very fabric of cellular genetics. Even with Andrew's near-miraculous medical skills, altering Shiloh's biology was not something he could just do at will. Shiloh exhaled softly. "Sometimes, my memory loss confuses me. I don't know where I came from, where I'm supposed to go, or what I once wanted. But over time, I've learned to live with it. And honestly, the memories I have now? They're enough." Pausing for a moment, she added, "As for the ageless syndrome… other than the unbearable, body-wracking pain that sometimes makes me wish I were dead— "The rest of the time, it's actually not so bad. Once the pain passes, it feels like my body reawakens, like I've been reborn. I feel lighter, freer." Lauren frowned in sympathy. "Even so, I still don't like the idea of you suffering." Shiloh shook her head. "I don't feel like I'm suffering. I have money now, I live in a big house, and I'm way more comfortable than b
It was another beautiful night, the kind with a bright moon and clear skies. Andrew had gone to bed early, hoping to finally get some rest. Honestly, he had not been sleeping well these past few days. Especially last night—after punishing Francesca the entire night, she had begged for mercy, her legs too weak to stand. Andrew was not made of steel either, and the fatigue was starting to catch up to him. Just as he turned off the lights and settled in, he heard the door outside creak open. His ears twitched as he frowned, thinking, 'This is the most high-end private villa in Moonlit Sanctuary—there's no way some random thief would just break in, right?' Then, the light in the outer room switched on, and there was the soft rustling sound of someone changing into slippers. With the sound of another click, the light went off again. A shadow carefully tiptoed across the floor, each step so light it sounded like a cat sneaking around. Andrew smirked in the darkness. 'Wow, a cons
In just a few minutes, Finley and his men had completely wiped out every dish on the table. All that was left were scraps and cold broth—not even a bite worth eating. 'Had these guys not eaten in months?' Irene cursed them in her head, though she forced a polite smile. On the other hand, Christina had not touched her utensils. She could not stand any of them except for Finley, and even he was not much better. One look at the rest of the Hidden Dragons, and it was obvious—they were nothing but brainless thugs, leering at her with disgusting eyes. Leroy let out an awkward laugh. "Mr. Moore, if the food wasn't enough, I'll have the housekeepers whip up some more. Come on, let's drink instead! Tonight, we're drinking until we drop!" Finley smirked. "My boys measure their alcohol in barrels, not glasses. You're Christina's little brother, right? I'd hate to see you end up in the hospital." Leroy was desperate to get on Finley's good side, so there was no way he would back down.
Irene quickly picked up the glass, smiling as she said, "Mr. Moore, no need to get upset. I'll drink in Christie's place." She tilted her head back and downed the entire glass in one go, then turned the empty cup upside down to show Finley. Finley's brows furrowed with clear displeasure. "Impressive drinking, ma'am, but I was asking for Ms. Stevens, not some washed-up old woman." Irene's smile immediately vanished as her face darkened. "Mr. Moore, the Stevens family welcomed you and your men with food and drinks. Is this how you talk to your host? Back in my day, I was quite the beauty. Just because I'm older now doesn't mean I'm some 'washed-up old woman'!" A sharp glint flickered in Finley's eyes as he scoffed. "Lady, just because you gave birth to a stunning daughter doesn't mean you get to bask in the same glory. Let's be real—if it weren't for Christina, do you think I'd waste my time stepping foot into this sad excuse of a mansion?" He added, "Be smart and tell your dau
Christina kept telling herself to stay calm—she had to stay calm. If she panicked, these Hidden Dragons thugs could easily overpower her without breaking a sweat. However, Irene was too furious to think straight. She yanked out her phone and snapped, "Finley, you bastard—are you leaving or not? If you don't get out right now, I'm calling the cops! Let's see how you like spending the night in jail!" Finley let out a mocking laugh. "Call the cops?" Irene clenched her teeth and said coldly, "Damn right, I am. You animals think you can do whatever you want? You're in my house, trying to force yourselves on my daughter—do you have a death wish?" Finley's gaze turned ice-cold. Without warning, he swung his hand across her face. The slap was so brutal that Irene went flying, her phone slipping from her grip and crashing onto the floor, shattering on impact. She did not even have time to cry out—her body hit the ground with a thud, and she passed out instantly. "Mom!" Christina's b
Aspen knew that Ronan charged a reasonable medical fee, and his medical skills were also quite good. Andrew started the car and sped off while answering casually, "I met Mr. Bates by chance. Showed him a few tricks, and he was so impressed by my skills that he practically worships me now. He even offered to introduce me to his granddaughter." Aspen let out a sharp laugh. "Just met by chance, and he's ready to hand over his granddaughter? Come on, if you're going to brag, at least make it believable!" Andrew just smiled, not bothering to argue with her. He and Ronan had bonded over their shared passion for medicine—it was nothing unusual. In truth, after witnessing Andrew's medical skills firsthand, Ronan nearly dropped to his knees, begging to become his disciple, though Andrew firmly refused. And yes, Ronan did have a granddaughter who was currently attending college. Ronan had hinted that if Andrew did not already have a girlfriend, he should consider his granddaughter.
After breakfast, Andrew, the ever-hands-off boss, got strong-armed by Aspen into actually going to work. Otherwise, Supreme Capital Group, a company sitting on billions in investments, would end up being nothing more than a shiny nameplate. Aspen's exact words were, "If you keep ignoring everything and leave me to worry about it alone, I'd rather go sell myself on the street than keep slaving away for you! At least if I'm selling, I'll make some money. Meanwhile, I'll probably die broke working for you—or just die!" Andrew winced when he heard that. Realizing that his little maid was seriously holding some grudges, he quickly agreed to tag along to the office. "Give me a minute. I'm gonna change," Aspen said before disappearing into her room. A few minutes later, she strutted out—black stockings, high heels, and a sleek blue business suit that shimmered slightly under the light. She was absolutely stunning, and even Andrew had to admit it. Aspen smirked inwardly. 'Yep, the
Whenever Andrew was alone with Tiana, he could not help but feel a little uneasy. Seeing that Tiana had nothing more to say, he quickly took the chance to excuse himself. However, Tiana hesitated. Then, she smiled slyly and asked, "Hold on, let me ask you—have you and Lauren… done it?" Andrew blinked, confused. "Done what?" Tiana rolled her eyes and snapped, "Don't play dumb, Andrew. You know exactly what I'm asking." Andrew finally caught on and answered honestly, "Lauren and I have done pretty much everything, but we haven't crossed the final line." Tiana nodded approvingly. "Good. You need to remember that you can't go that far until you're married. I made sure to tell her that too, and she understands." Andrew's face darkened a little. "Mrs. Rhodes, seriously? This isn't the Dark Ages anymore. We're in a real relationship, and sometimes things get a little… heated." Tiana shook her head firmly. "It's not about being old-fashioned. There are other reasons, but I can't
Andrew nodded and said, "Go ahead, Mrs. Rhodes. I'm listening." Tiana said seriously, "When you treated me before, I'm sure you noticed how agitated my inner energy was, right? That's actually because of the martial arts method I practice. "I've been stuck at the semi-martial king level for almost five years, and I haven't found a way or opportunity to break through. So, I wanted to ask for your help." Andrew frowned and replied, "Mrs. Rhodes, breaking into the martial king level isn't something to take lightly. If your foundation isn't solid or the timing isn't right, forcing a breakthrough could cause serious problems." Tiana snorted proudly and said, "I'm well aware of the risks, but if I'm asking, it's because I have a level of certainty you don't know about. To be honest, my martial lineage isn't ordinary. "Before I left my sect, my mentor taught me a secret method that could open a shortcut to the martial king level. However, the technique requires external forces and
Archie knew he had no choice but to swallow his anger and live with the humiliation for the rest of his life. Unless one day, the Hopkins family could surpass the Keller family, he would never have a shot at revenge. But deep down, Archie understood that day would probably never come in his lifetime. … After Andrew and the Rhodes family returned home, he was ready to leave again. However, Lauren stopped him with a look full of longing. Andrew laughed and said, "I almost forgot. There's still something important I haven't done yet." He pulled the mischievous lady into his arms, grabbing her soft waist, and before she could even squeal, he carried her straight into a room. The two of them were wrapped up in each other, kissing passionately without a care in the world. Outside the door, Tiana called out flatly, "Alright, that's enough. If you keep going, your mouths are gonna fall apart!" Lauren huffed back, "Mom, can you give us a minute? We just got started!" Tiana grit
Andrew ignored Archie's desperate pleas for mercy and turned to Cecelia with a grin. "Cece, what do you think? Should we spare this big, bad guy?" Cecelia pumped her fist excitedly and shouted, "Andrew, I don't think we should! We should string him up and hit him with every torture technique from the Dark Ages! That would be so much more satisfying!" Andrew froze for a moment, thinking to himself that this little girl had quite a vicious streak. Lauren scolded playfully, "Cece, hush! You're a girl! Where do you even come up with such twisted ideas?" Tiana also called out, "Cece, come here, sweetheart! You need to remember that those old, brutal punishments are outdated and barbaric. They have no place in today's world!" Cecelia pouted and muttered, "But Mom, Lauren, don't you even want to see it just once? I saw the drawings in a history book—it looked so bloody and wild!" Jameson's face twitched as he forced a smile and said to Andrew, "Andy, you better take it from here.
With a sickening snap, several bones shattered under Logan's brutal kick, and Archie let out a bloodcurdling scream that made everyone's scalp tingle. "Mr. Keller, please, stop! I'm begging you! I was wrong! I was talking shit! I apologize—I apologize!" Archie flailed on the ground like a dying animal, completely stripped of his earlier arrogance. His body trembled violently, his face twisted in agony, but he did not dare show the slightest bit of temper as he groveled before Logan, crying and pleading. Logan casually strolled over and slapped him twice more across the face, with ruthless, bone-jarring force. Archie's head snapped to the side so hard it almost seemed like his neck would break, and his screams grew even more pitiful. Yet, not a single Hopkins fighter moved to help him. All of them stood frozen, faces pale with fear, too terrified to even breathe loudly. Logan's voice was calm but icy. "Tonight, if Andrew doesn't accept your apology, not a single one of you
"Andy, I'm here!" In the midst of the tense, frozen atmosphere, only Logan and Andrew seemed relaxed, chatting like old friends without a care in the world. Andrew chuckled. "Logan, you're acting way too friendly!" For once, Logan's face flushed slightly red with embarrassment. Truth be told, he and Andrew were not actually that close. However, orders were orders—George had made it clear that they had to secure Andrew's favor no matter what it took. If Andrew did not show much enthusiasm toward the Keller family, then Logan had no choice but to make up for it by being overly enthusiastic himself. "If you don't like it, how about you be the older brother and I'll be the younger one?" Logan's attitude was ridiculously accommodating as if he had no pride left to defend. No matter how awkward it felt, Andrew was someone the Keller family absolutely had to win over. Watching all this unfold, Tiana, Jameson, and the Hopkins crowd were even more stunned. It almost seemed like Loga
By some twisted stroke of luck, Archie's manhood—though bruised and swollen—had not been completely destroyed. While he silently thanked the heavens, his hatred for Tiana grew even deeper. That seductive married woman? He was determined to have her tonight, no matter what it took. Just then, Jerry and a dozen of the Rhodes family's top fighters finally arrived on the scene. Jameson, seeing that his people were in place, narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Mr. Hopkins, you really want to keep pushing this?" Archie let out a twisted laugh. "Mr. Rhodes, your wife hit me. That punk by your side hit me too! Do you really think someone like me, who cares this much about his reputation, is just going to let that go?" Tiana scoffed. "So what if we don't let it go? Mr. Hopkins, you're nothing more than a disgusting maggot. What are you going to do about it?" Archie screamed, his face flushed with rage. "Tiana, you filthy bitch! Do you think you're better than me? Tonight, I'll make