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Tiana narrowed her eyes. "You little bastard, I'll give you one chance. Get on your knees, admit your mistake, and wait for the family's punishment. Otherwise, even Kenny won't be able to save you from the consequences of threatening me with force." Michael smirked confidently. "Aunt Tiana, if we went head-to-head, I know I wouldn't stand a chance against you. I'm not that stupid. You're a tough Iron Lady—not so easy to take down, but what you don't know is that this room is already poisoned." His words sent a shockwave through the room. "What? You poisoned us beforehand?" "Check! Where's the source?" "Stay calm! He could just be bluffing to throw us off!" Some executives panicked immediately, frantically looking around. Others scoffed, refusing to believe him, until one of them suddenly collapsed, groaning in pain and clutching his stomach. Then, a second, and a third. One by one, the top executives who had attended the meeting doubled over, sweating profusely as they cr
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Andrew smirked. "Poisoning the air ensures that even those who didn't drink the tea would still be affected. This was the brilliant master plan you and Michael were so confident about, wasn't it?" His casual, almost mocking tone sent a chill through the room. Michael was not the only one looking shaken now. Even Bane, who had been grinning wickedly before, had gone completely silent. His expression darkened, filled with unease. "You actually noticed the colorless poison? Impressive, Andrew. You continue to surprise me," Bane admitted. He was shocked but refused to let it show. Men like him had spent their lives in the underworld, and they were masters of deception, skilled at keeping their emotions hidden. "But even if you did figure it out and even if you didn't get poisoned, it doesn't change a thing," Bane sneered. Michael grinned menacingly. "Yeah, Andrew, you might've dodged the poison, but so what? Bane and I have more than enough people here to take you down." Bane
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Andrew said, "You were never a man to begin with." Simon lunged forward, his attacks filled with venomous force. Yet, Andrew did not even flinch. Instead, he let out a mocking chuckle. Then, without hesitation, he met the attack head-on, throwing out both fists to counter. Tiana's voice rang out urgently. "Mr. Lloyd, be careful! His hands are laced with poison! You can't make direct contact!" Bane sneered. "Ah, Mrs. Rhodes, always so sharp-eyed and observant. But unfortunately, even if you see it coming, it changes nothing. Simon has mastered a lethal poison technique. "Even if Andrew manages to dodge his strikes, his fate is already sealed. No matter what, his body will rot from the inside out!" Simon's poison was indeed insidious. His attacks carried a toxic force; even his breath could spread venomous particles into the air. In other words, there was virtually no way to defend against it. But Andrew? Andrew never feared poison. He had shrugged off far worse before. Not e
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A tiny, almost imperceptible dot of blood appeared between Simon's brows. His eyes glazed over, his crazed, venomous grin freezing on his face. Then, his lifeless body collapsed to the ground with a loud thud, stiff as a board. His eyes remained wide open, unblinking in death. Andrew's silver needle had shot straight through his skull. The onlookers gasped, cold dread washing over them. Andrew had taken a life in mere moments, with almost no effort at all. It was a shocking contrast to his usual mild-mannered and courteous image. Lauren, her voice thick with worry, cried out, "Dr. Lloyd, are you okay? Forget about us—just take care of yourself first!" Andrew turned back with a reassuring smile. "Don't worry. I can ignore anyone else, but you? Never." Lauren's heart clenched at his words, emotion surging through her. Even in a life-or-death moment, Andrew had never considered abandoning her. For that alone, she was willing to entrust her body to him, to be with him for a lif
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Tiana's face darkened as she cursed Andrew in her mind for ignoring her warnings. He knew Simon was covered in poison, yet he still dared to make direct contact. Now, he was paying the price for it. Just then, Andrew's hand suddenly shot up, moving as fast as a lightning strike. In an instant, he snatched the incoming dagger right out of the air and, with a swift motion, plunged it deep into Michael's arm. "My hand! My arm!" Michael's mind went blank, struggling to process what had just happened. However, the searing pain in his body was all too real, and in the next second, a bloodcurdling scream tore from his throat. His eyes widened as he shouted, "Bane! Help me! Kill him—kill him now!" The sudden turn of events left everyone in utter disbelief as they realized Andrew was not poisoned. Tiana's expression twisted in pure shock; even she had been fooled. She thought Andrew was indeed full of surprises, and she needed to be even more cautious. Bane hesitated for a brief momen
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That was like an old man tying a noose around his own neck, sealing his own fate. "Kid, you've got some skill, I'll give you that. Blocking my attack head-on was no small feat," Bane sneered, though panic gnawed at his gut. "But that was just a warm-up. Now, I'm coming at you with everything I've got. If you can withstand one more strike, I'll walk away from this martial arts world forever!" Michael clutched his groin, his face twisted in agony, looking as if he were on the verge of death. He howled, "Bane! I want him torn to shreds—I want him in pieces! My manhood! Andrew, I swear I'll kill you!" Michael's pitiful wails sent a fresh wave of pressure surging through Bane's chest. He had to escape. If he stayed, the injuries he was barely suppressing would spiral out of control. As for Michael or the entire plan to take over The Aickers? Well, screw it all. None of that mattered anymore—staying alive was the only thing that counted! With a vicious glare, Bane let out a roa
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Everyone froze, wondering what Andrew meant by Tiana was pretending. Meanwhile, Bane's heart skipped a beat as a terrifying realization crept into his mind. However, it was already too late. Before he could react, Tiana—who had been slumped in apparent weakness—suddenly tensed. Her fingers spread wide, a razor-sharp energy coiling around her fingertips, dark and lethal. Then, with a sickening rip, her entire hand plunged into Bane's chest. A garbled gasp escaped Bane's throat as blood gurgled up, spilling from his lips. His eyes widened in disbelief as he looked down, only to see Tiana's hand inside his chest—clutching his still-beating heart. She insulted, "A runaway dog from the Advanced Medical Institute, a disgrace to the martial world. Did you really think you could outplay me?" With a cold laugh, Tiana yanked her hand back through Bane's body, her fingers squeezing as she pulled his heart free. She casually tossed the organ aside, letting it hit the floor with a wet
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Andrew said, "I didn't call your bluff without reason. From the very beginning, I knew you were faking it." Tiana's expression darkened. She hated when people saw through her, especially someone younger than her. If Andrew could see past her deception, did that mean he was smarter than she was? With a chilling smile, she replied, "Oh? Then, by all means, enlighten me. But I suggest you don't try to make something up just to smooth things over." There was amusement in her tone, but her eyes were ice-cold. Andrew shook his head, looking unimpressed. "First of all, you knew the tea was poisoned, which is why you never took a single sip. No—actually, to be more precise, you wouldn't have touched anything in this conference room, poisoned or not. "You were already on guard the moment Bane showed up because you knew that snake was always playing dirty. You were ready for him at every turn, weren't you?" Tiana let out a low huff. "Fine. I'll give you that. The second I realized Ba
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The crowd could not help but wonder if Andrew was just that hurried to die, "Dragon Claw Strike!" With a low, lethal growl, Ellis struck, his eyes full of murder. His hands curled into claws, shooting straight for Andrew's chest and eyes, going for nothing less than a kill shot right from the start. However, Andrew's expression did not change. He stepped back once, then again, calm and fluid. It looked casual, but every move was calculated—just enough to slip right past Ellis's deadly thrusts. "Not bad. That's some decent footwork," Ellis sneered, his tone mocking even as he circled again. Then, his wiry frame lunged low, sweeping toward Andrew with a lightning-fast kick. Andrew's voice remained quiet and steady. "Dragon Claw Strike and Golden Cicada Stance are elite techniques from Silverthorn Monastery. Too bad you only learned the shell, not the substance." He stopped moving. Like a rock in a river, his stance suddenly locked in place. Ellis's sweeping legs, fast as
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The bald man, Ellis, was not some no-name street thug—he was well-known in Blumedale. Among Mosby's apprentices, he was one of the rare few with zero talent in medicine but exceptional prowess in martial arts. Insiders knew the truth—Mosby had not taken Ellis in to pass on his medical legacy or help heal the sick. He wanted muscle, someone who could handle the dirty work behind closed doors. The whispers began almost instantly among the growing crowd. "This is bad. That's Mosby's third apprentice—trained under the monks at Silverthorn Monastery. I heard he's so powerful he can crack stone with his bare hands." Another chimed in, "Genesis Dispensary isn't the kind of place you just stroll into looking for trouble. That young guy's finished." "Well… I don't know. Judging from what I saw earlier, the guy's no amateur either." "Amateur? My ass. Ellis doesn't hold back. People have died under his fists before. That punk's either going to be crippled or dead in minutes..." More a
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Barely two minutes had passed, but every single one of Genesis Dispensary's enforcers lay sprawled on the ground—some unconscious, some writhing in pain, and some not even moving. Janice clutched the edge of her sleeve, her face pale as a sheet. She stared at Andrew in shock, as if not recognizing this man. The Andrew she knew was gentle, refined, eloquent—someone who had won her grandfather's respect the moment they met, a miracle doctor with endless skill. However, the Andrew standing before her now was the complete opposite—ruthless, cold-blooded, and surrounded by a sea of blood from the beatings he had just handed out. Old Hayface's legs trembled as he stared at Andrew like he had seen a ghost, thinking this was beyond insane. How could some young punk wipe out all of Genesis Dispensary's muscle like it was nothing? He shook his head furiously in denial. "Andrew, you've messed up big time—real big. Mr. Lake is on his way and—" Before he could finish, Andrew delivered t
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The red Ferrari screeched to a stop in front of the famous Genesis Dispensary like a streak of lightning. The dramatic entrance instantly caught the attention of pedestrians walking by. "Who the hell do you think you are? Driving that flashy piece of crap like you own the place? Move it before we lock your ass in!" Two burly security thugs stationed at the entrance of Genesis Dispensary stomped over, cursing as they approached. Janice jumped out of the car in a panic and rushed to explain, "I'm sorry, sirs, really sorry! We'll leave right now, please don't—" However, before she could even finish her sentence, Andrew stepped forward and slapped both men across the face. Each blow landed with a crack, and neither man had time to react before their heads slammed into the pavement, completely unconscious. Janice stood frozen, wondering if Andrew had always had such an explosive temper. How had she never seen this side of him before? "You bastard! You think you can hit our guy
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Ronan's Oak Apothecary had built a modest but respected reputation in Blumedale, so having him gather the herbs was a huge time-saver for Andrew. However, the moment Andrew stepped into the shop, Janice Bates came running toward him in tears. "Andrew! My grandpa… he got hurt! Someone beat him up!" she cried, sobbing uncontrollably. Andrew's brows furrowed. "Janice, stop crying for now. Take me to him." In the back room, Ronan was lying on a bed, clearly injured. Two red handprints burned across his cheeks, and his forehead was bruised and bleeding as if someone had shoved him hard against something. "Mr. Lloyd… you came," Ronan said weakly, trying to sit up. "Forgive me, I've failed you." Andrew quickly motioned for him to stop talking. "Don't waste your breath. Let's get you patched up first." After checking him over, Andrew was relieved to find that Ronan had only suffered surface wounds and a badly twisted waist. He worked swiftly, massaging the injured muscles and ap
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The awkward silence lasted for almost half an hour. Eventually, Aspen regained enough strength in her legs to move again. Without a word and her face icy cold, she reached for the car door, desperate to leave. Andrew quickly grabbed her wrist and said, "I'll drive you home so you can change clothes. Especially your skirt and stockings—they're completely soaked." Aspen immediately blushed crimson, embarrassment flooding up her neck and across her cheeks. She ground her teeth angrily and snapped, "No need!" Andrew ignored her protests completely, starting the Ferrari and driving straight back to The Sovereign Residences. Neither said a word during the entire drive. Andrew genuinely did not know what to say. Everything had been perfectly normal until he suddenly crossed the line with Aspen. It was just like those old movies, where the wealthy guy ended up sleeping with his favorite maid. Technically, Andrew had not done anything wrong; Aspen was his slave, after all. Nonethe
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Andrew shook his head slowly and said, "No, you're not like some middle-aged lunatic, and you're definitely not trash or a hooker. You look like a cute little bunny rabbit, just begging to be eaten up. You forced my hand, Aspen!" As soon as he finished speaking, Aspen's eyes widened in sudden panic, realizing what was about to happen. She struggled fiercely, desperate to escape Andrew's grasp. Her voice trembled with tears as she pleaded, "No, no, no! Andrew—Mr. Lloyd—I'm sorry, I admit it, I was wrong! I swear, I won't do it again, please don't do this—please, no!" Her frantic protests ended abruptly with a soft, electric whimper as Andrew silenced her, pressing his mouth firmly onto hers. What followed was a hungry, unstoppable kiss, intense and overwhelming. Aspen's clear eyes widened, her expression first filled with shame and anger, then disbelief, and finally melting into a dazed, dreamy blankness. Their rapid breathing mingled in the confined space of the Ferrari, th
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Andrew let out a cold laugh as he stared at the trembling Aspen right in front of him. "What am I doing? What do you think I'm doing? When you were trying to suppress Christina and Davon earlier, you used my presence to scare them off. Don't tell me you forgot that?" Aspen flushed, both embarrassed and angry. "I didn't forget! But what I said—was any of it wrong?" Andrew snorted. "No, it wasn't wrong. But you did get one thing messed up: your grudge with Christina has nothing to do with me, so don't drag me into it just to make yourself look good. You used your own boss as a pawn. That takes some guts, Aspen." Aspen instantly felt a chill. She shrank back and begged, "I-I-I… I won't do it again, okay? Andrew, just let me down first. My butt's right up against the window, and if someone walks by and sees this, how the hell am I supposed to live that down?" The corner of Andrew's lips curved into a teasing grin. "Isn't that perfect? You're my little secretary. This? This is very
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Someone joked loudly, "But we get it… I mean, with a secretary like that, why would you even look at anyone else?" The others burst into raucous laughter, not bothering to hide it even in front of Aspen's increasingly dark expression. "Exactly!" another chimed in. "Mr. Lloyd is living the dream. Damn, I look at my office girl and suddenly feel dead inside!" "Mr. Lloyd's not just talented—he's got the best of both worlds. That little secretary of his is a top-tier beauty!" A bespectacled executive chuckled crudely and added, "Mr. Lloyd, let me give you a piece of advice: when there's work, let the secretary handle it; when there's no work, handle the secretary! That line fits you perfectly!" The entire room erupted in laughter as Aspen's face flushed deep red, her cheeks burning. Furious, she shot Andrew a murderous glare, then stormed out of the room in her heels without a word. Andrew, looking utterly unbothered, leisurely followed behind. He even muttered to himself, "Han
