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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
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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
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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
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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.
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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
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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
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Finley's expression darkened as he sneered, "The Stevens family really doesn't know what's good for them. What's wrong with me taking Christina? I'm a top disciple of the Hidden Dragons. She should consider it an honor!" Leroy's heart pounded with panic. He grabbed Finley's sleeve, forcing a smile as he pleaded, "Mr. Moore, please, listen to me—just hear me out. This is my home. You making a move on Christie is just too much. "Let's take this outside. Whatever kind of fun you're looking for, I'll pay for it. I guarantee you and your men will have a great time." His stomach churned with regret. Just hours ago, he thought befriending Finley and making him his brother-in-law would be smart. Now, he wished he could go back in time and beat some sense into himself. Leroy wanted nothing more than to find the courage to put a bullet in Finley's head. Nevertheless, wanting and doing were two different things—and he simply was not brave enough. His desperate attempt to pull Finley awa
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'No!' Leroy screamed in his head, his entire body trembling. On the other side of the room, Christina clutched her face, tears streaming down her cheeks as her clothes were ripped apart by Finley. He grabbed one of her flailing legs and dragged her toward the couch. Despair flooded her face—this was it. They had invited the wolves into their home and brought this humiliation upon themselves. Their family never learned, and they always had to push until disaster struck. "Stop! Stop right now!" A deep, commanding voice thundered from the doorway—Douglas had arrived. Finley, irritated at the interruption, turned and sneered. "Old man, get the hell out of here before I break every brittle bone in your body." Douglas took one look at the scene in the living room, and his face contorted in fury. His voice boomed with rage. "You filthy animals! Do you think the Stevens family is defenseless? I'm warning you—I already called Andy. The second he gets here, you're all dead!" Finley s
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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
