The second Finley and his men bolted, Leroy collapsed to the ground and vomited violently, gagging as he emptied his stomach. It was not enough—he shoved his fingers down his throat, forcing himself to puke even more. He kept going, dry heaving until there was nothing left inside him, until he lay on the cold floor, gasping for breath like a dying animal. "Finley… you Hidden Dragons bastards… you forced me to drink piss… I swear, I'll kill every single one of you!" The sheer humiliation of it made Leroy's blood boil as he clenched his fists and slammed them into the ground. Douglas, trembling with rage, walked up to Christina, his face as dark as a storm cloud. Christina hurriedly pulled her torn clothes together, her lips trembling. "Grandpa…" Douglas struck her across the face hard. "You disgraceful fool! You're the CEO of a company, the face of the Stevens family! And yet, look at what you've done—inviting wolves into your home, practically throwing yourself into their j
Christina wiped her tears and shook her head. "Grandpa, stop hitting Mom. I'm fine!" Douglas finally lowered his hand and let out a long, exhausted sigh as he sank onto the couch. Irene, still shaken, crawled toward Leroy, her face full of panic when she saw him lying motionless on the floor. "Leroy, are you okay? Please, don't scare me like this—what did those bastards do to you?" Tears of humiliation welled in Leroy's eyes as he suddenly threw his arms around Irene, sobbing. "Mom, I don't want to live anymore! I want to jump off a building! I'll never be clean again!" A terrible thought flashed through Irene's mind, making her heart drop. She immediately reached out, checking his body with trembling hands. "Leroy, did those monsters… did they do that to you?" Her voice cracked as she struggled to get the words out. "Did they… violate you?" If Leroy had been assaulted like that, she had no idea how she would even begin to comfort him. Leroy shook his head but continued s
Douglas shot Irene a cold glance and sneered. "You fool. Your brain is filled with nothing but greed and shallow ambition—have you ever thought beyond that? You, Leroy, and Christina are all blind to who Andrew truly is and his potential. "Only I saw it. Your arrogant daughter? She was lucky to be with him—she was the one reaching up, not the other way around. But now, it's too late. You let a wonderful man slip through your fingers. "The Stevens family had a chance to rise, and you all threw it away. You deserve your downfall." His voice was filled with regret and disappointment. Christina clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms. "Grandpa, listen to me—Stevens Corporation will still thrive, even without Andrew. I just need time." Douglas scoffed, disinterested, as he stood up and walked toward the door. "Christie, you're just a woman; I know exactly how capable you are. So do me a favor—stop wasting your time fighting meaningless battles and making reckless choi
Leroy clutched his head, shouting, "I can't live like this anymore!" His body shook as he sobbed harder than any woman ever could. His broad shoulders trembled uncontrollably, his entire frame wracked with helplessness. Christina stood frozen, staring at her mother and brother. The sheer terror and despair in their eyes made her chest tighten, leaving a bitter taste in her mouth. She had never wanted to admit it, never wanted to acknowledge that she was weak or that the Stevens family was weak. She always believed that, with her talent and hard work, she could catch up to Andrew and maybe even surpass him someday. However, the reality was brutal. Just the mention of Andrew's name had been enough to send the Hidden Dragons running in terror. Finley had practically pissed himself and bolted. If it had not been for Andrew's reputation, Christina would be dead by now—Finley would have destroyed her. "You think just begging him, kneeling before him, will make him take you back?"
Andrew was not in a hurry. Before heading to Rhodes Corporation, he made a quick stop at Natasha's place. Just in time, he caught sight of Aspen changing into a training outfit. Her toned figure and long, straight legs were stretched taut as she trained. The moment Aspen saw Andrew, her attacks on the training dummy became even fiercer. First came the elbow strike and sweeping kick, then a relentless barrage of punches straight to the dummy's face! "Take this! And this!" Aspen shouted, her fists slamming into the dummy over and over again. It was obvious that she was imagining the dummy as Andrew. Natasha strolled over with a smirk and said, "She's certainly training hard, darling, but let me remind you—women can be the definition of ruthless." She continued, "Take Aspen, for example, or the heiress of the Bridgefields' Stevens family. The more you crush her, the more she'll hate you. Hatred fuels ambition. If she ever grows strong enough, she might just turn against you." A
Andrew chuckled, finding her words utterly lame. "You always say that, but you don't even know when 'someday' will be, do you?" Aspen froze, her face flushing red. Of course, she refused to admit defeat out loud, but deep down, she was suffocating with the realization that there might never be a 'someday'. Even if there was, she could not see a single shred of hope that she would ever turn the tables on Andrew. Right now, his power was so overwhelming that it seemed impossible for her to reach the same level. Moreover, it was not just his insane combat skills—it was the way he toyed with people, the way he always had control, that truly made her shudder. Andrew's smile faded, and his tone turned serious. "You're familiar with Blumedale, right?" Aspen was caught off guard but reluctantly answered, "Bridgefields is right next to Blumedale. I basically grew up there, so yeah, I know it well." Andrew nodded. "Good. Pack up—you're heading there soon." Aspen's eyes widened. "You'
Aspen clenched her teeth, fury blazing in her eyes as her chest rose and fell with anger. She thought, 'This bastard is despicable, ruthless, and downright vile. I can't believe he actually has the audacity to talk about digging up my family's graves!' She silently cursed at Andrew for being inhuman, scolding him a thousand times in her head. Nonetheless, all that came out of her mouth was a deflated sigh. "Relax. With my skills and connections in Blumedale, I'll have your company up and running in no time." She added, "But here's a piece of advice—money doesn't mean you can do whatever you want. The Driscoll family and the Golding family aren't just some random nobodies. You're just a big shot in Jayrodale, but in Blumedale, you're nothing more than a small-time boss. "If the Driscoll family or any of those powerful clans take an interest in you... Not only will you lose your people, but your money might vanish into thin air too." Aspen smirked as she said it. It was as if she
Andrew left West End and drove straight to Rhodes Corporation. By the time he arrived, Tiana had already gathered all the company's top executives in the main conference room. As soon as Andrew stepped in, Tiana took the lead in applauding with a bright smile. "There's our hero, the savior of Rhodes Corporation—Mr. Andrew Lloyd!" Applause rang out in the room. Marcus, his people, Lauren, and Tiana's assistant, Eunice, clapped the loudest. Michael and his faction, however, only gave a few half-hearted claps, their expressions far from pleasant. Andrew took a seat and spoke casually. "Hero? Hardly, Mrs. Rhodes. After everything I've done for Rhodes Corporation, I think you already know my intentions." Tiana smiled. "Mr. Lloyd, don't be so formal. You're part of this company, and helping Rhodes Corporation is really just helping yourself, isn't it?" Andrew cut straight to the point. "Not at all. If it weren't for Lauren, I wouldn't have batted an eye even if Rhodes Corporation
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
"This way, Mr. Lloyd, Mr. Rhodes, Mrs. Rhodes, and Ms. Rhodes—please!" Justin had completely changed his attitude, now grinning with over-the-top enthusiasm. He was practically bowing, a world apart from the snobby arrogance he had shown earlier. Tiana smiled faintly and said, "We'll be dining in the Celestial Suite now. That won't be a problem, right?" The manager nodded so fast it looked painful. "No problem at all, Mrs. Rhodes. Please, right this way!" Jameson patted Andrew's shoulder reassuringly and whispered, "Andy, don't worry. I already called our people. Jerry and the others are on their way." Andrew chuckled lightly. "Mr. Rhodes, there's no need to mobilize the whole family.The Hopkins? I can handle them myself." Jameson shook his head, thinking Andrew was just putting on a brave face. He believed Andrew, being new to Blumedale, could not possibly fend off the Hopkins on his own. Meanwhile, Andrew casually excused himself during dinner to make a quick call to
Everyone could tell Andrew was no ordinary martial artist. After all, he had taken down the Hopkins men like it was nothing. Nonetheless, the fact that he kept going and even dared to lay hands on Archie was pure suicide. "That little bastard is dead meat! Archie's gonna skin him alive!" someone hissed. "Yeah! It's one thing to slap us around, but hitting Mr. Hopkins? Does he think he's untouchable?" "Just wait. This fool's been used like a pawn by Mrs. Rhodes. Once the real Hopkins heavy hitters show up, he's gonna get slaughtered right here at The Palace!" Meanwhile, Archie caught another few brutal slaps from Andrew. Chunks of his thick beard went flying through the air. Archie howled, "You little punk! You've pushed it too far! If I don't kill you tonight, I'll change my damn last name to yours!" Grimacing with rage, Archie pulled out his phone and snarled into it. "I just got attacked at The Palace. Bring the whole crew over—now! "Yeah, you heard me. Tonight, I'm w
The others around them sneered and snickered. "Kid, you're all skin and bones. Do yourself a favor and get lost." Another chimed in, "Mr. Hopkins doesn't even take the entire Rhodes family seriously. What makes you think you stand a chance, you low-level nobody?" "Heh, did you all hear it earlier? Tiana said they are his in-laws. Damn, this kid hit the jackpot. Tiana and her daughter? Both absolute knockouts." One remarked, "No kidding. That lucky punk, I envy him like hell. If it were me, I'd be laughing in my sleep. Bagging a mother-daughter pair? That's the dream, man… pure heaven." A few filthy-mouthed degenerates let loose with their vulgar fantasies, and the air instantly grew more volatile. The tension between both sides was now on the brink of exploding. Tiana let out a cold, mocking laugh. "Looks like Mr. Hopkins isn't the only one talking shit tonight. Some of you have even more sewage coming out of your mouths." She turned to Andrew, her smile sharp as ice. "Come
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."