Tiana hung up the phone without hesitation. She did not need to think twice to know that Kenny would definitely be coming after Andrew now. After all, his only son was in Andrew's hands, barely clinging to life. If Kenny did not retaliate, pigs would surely start flying. Tiana let out a cold sneer and muttered, "That reckless idiot… he could've been a diamond in the rough, but instead, he's throwing himself into the fire. "His arrogance, his overinflated sense of confidence—it's all just a show, isn't it? He's trying to prove to me that he's worthy of Lauren. Hah! What a joke. Instead, he's dug his own grave." The more she thought about Andrew's blatant defiance, the angrier she became. To her, all of this was his way of trying to show off his strength in front of her. Then again, what was the point? Joe did not even have to lift a finger, and people would naturally bow before him, recognizing him as a king among men. Meanwhile, no matter how much Andrew fought or how much nois
At that moment, over in Blumedale, Kenny was on the verge of exploding. "That little bastard! If I don't skin him alive, I don't deserve my last name!" Inside the villa on his private lake estate, Kenny was so enraged that he grabbed a crystal tea set from the table and smashed it into a thousand pieces. The housekeepers nearby trembled in fear, their heads lowered, barely daring to breathe. That tea set was not just any tea set—it was a gift from the Golding family, worth millions of dollars. Yet, he had shattered it without a second thought. That was how furious he was. A low, chilling laugh suddenly echoed through the room. "Well, well, Mr. Rhodes. Quite the temper you have there. Why don't you let me take care of this problem for you?" A tall man in black stepped into the villa. He had a single eye, the other covered by a dark leather eyepatch. His remaining eye was sharp and predatory, piercing like a hawk's, making it impossible to meet his gaze without feeling a deep
Kenny's next move would be to deal with Lauren and her family. In Holtrien's underground world, two major ranking systems determined a martial artist's status—the Titan List and the Underworld Index. Every martial artist aspired to make it onto one of these lists. The Titan List was on a whole different level. It was reserved for monsters—legendary figures born into powerful families, heirs to elite dynasties, or top-tier military generals and special operatives. Anyone ranked on the Titan List was not just a fighter—they were a walking earthquake, a force that could shake the entire underworld. On the other hand, the Underworld Index, while not as terrifying, was still a prestigious ranking. Although it could not compare to the Titan List, for most crime families, syndicates, and martial arts clans, making it onto the Underworld Index was a once-in-a-lifetime honor. Jayrodale had plenty of fighters, but none had ever made the list. Yet, Phantom Eye ranked No. 35 on the Underw
The more Aspen thought about it, the more convinced she became. "Seth, I have something urgent to take care of. We'll talk next time!" Without waiting for his response, she turned and left in a hurry. Seth tilted his head, watching her graceful figure disappear. His tongue flicked across his lips as a smirk formed. "A top-tier beauty… aside from her chest being a little on the small side, she's damn near perfect. But even though they're small, they're perky—just the right size to fit in my hands. "What's even better is that she's loaded. She just set up a company worth billions in Blumedale. Once I get her in my bed, I'll kill two birds with one stone—pleasure and fortune." A slow, greedy grin stretched across his face. Women like Aspen could not be rushed, especially ones with powerful backgrounds, but he was not in a hurry. With his status as a Haywood, it was only a matter of time before he had her naked, completely at his mercy, savoring every inch of her. There was jus
Aspen grumbled, "Fine. If you won't listen, I won't waste my breath." Her voice turned cold as she added, "Andrew, if you do end up dead, then this ten billion and my freedom will no longer have anything to do with you." Andrew chuckled. "Alright. If I die, you can take the money and your freedom along with it. But luck tends to be on my side, so don't get your hopes up too high." Before Aspen could snap back, he ended the call. She stared at her phone, her lips parting as if she wanted to say something, but the words never came. A tight frustration built up in her chest, an unbearable sense of exasperation she had nowhere to release. She muttered, "Andrew, if you really end up dead, I'd actually be relieved. Don't expect any loyalty from me." She let out a dry laugh, feeling a little better after saying it out loud. With a hard press on the gas pedal, her red Ferrari roared to life and sped off. Even though she was certain Phantom Eye would take care of Andrew, she still h
Andrew nodded and said, "Alright then. Dylan, head to the airport and bring Phantom Eye to West End. I'll deal with him myself!" Dylan's jaw nearly hit the floor. "Mr. Lloyd, Phantom Eye is practically a semi-martial king. Are we seriously going in without a plan?" Andrew gave him a strange look. "What plan?" Dylan's face twitched as he hurriedly said, "Mr. Lloyd, going head-to-head with someone like Phantom Eye is basically a death sentence! Shouldn't we use some kind of strategy? Maybe pit him against someone else? Poison him? Set up some kind of trap? "There's no way we can take him on in a direct fight!" Andrew gave him an approving nod. "In the face of a powerful enemy, you're already thinking about sneaky tactics to avoid a head-on clash. Dylan, looks like you've been growing lately! But…" Dylan looked at him eagerly. "But?" Andrew smirked. "But it's just one guy. There's no need to overcomplicate things. I mean, it's only a semi-martial king, not a full martial kin
Gritting her teeth, Shiloh said, "I've been picking up part-time jobs lately, but I keep running into shady employers. Either they shortchange me, come up with random fines, or just outright refuse to pay me! "I thought about it, and working for you is way easier. Give me ten grand, and I'll take care of your enemy." She finished speaking and stared at Andrew with eyes gleaming like she was looking at a pile of gold. However, Andrew did not respond. His brows just furrowed deeply. Shiloh immediately panicked, wondering if she had asked for too much. So, she quickly adjusted. "How about eight grand? You only need to pay me eight grand, and I'll handle this for you!" Still, Andrew remained silent. Dylan and Natasha, on the other hand, were on the verge of losing it. Damn. A martial king—someone powerful enough to wipe out Jayrodale's entire underground scene and shake up the martial arts world—was offering her services for just eight grand? They had seen crazy things in their
Francesca stayed at West End, keeping Andrew company. "Andrew, you went after Michael because of Lauren, didn't you?" Sitting beside him, the busty little lady spoke in a complicated tone. Andrew chuckled. "This has nothing to do with Lauren. I told you before—Michael was never going to walk out of Jayrodale alive." Francesca sighed. "I know Michael means nothing to you, but the people backing him are a different story. Kenny and the Golding family—one of the Five Apex Families—are involved. Andrew, I'm worried. If this blows up, you're going to be in serious trouble." Andrew joked, "Isn't that a good thing? If I get into a mess, you can just marry someone else." Francesca's eyes widened as she pouted. "Don't talk nonsense! I'm already your woman—there's no way I'm marrying someone else!" Her face turned bright red. She was not even married yet, and he was already talking about her remarrying. What was that supposed to mean? Was he saying she was not satisfying him at ni
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."
Lauren said, "Funny thing, Andrew—you probably don't know this, but my mom's been all about dressing up lately. For the longest time, I only ever saw her in simple outfits. She never really cared about appearances. "But now, she's all glammed up and polished! If you didn't know better, you'd think she was dating someone!" Andrew did not know how to respond, so he stayed quiet. He had a pretty good idea why Tiana suddenly started caring about her looks. It was probably because his presence reminded her of her first love—his father. Even though he was not the man himself, they were still father and son. Much like Aspen, Tiana clearly had something not quite right going on in her head. Only someone like her could project her feelings for a man onto his son. Nonetheless, no matter how he looked at it, Andrew just could not shake the weirdness of it all. After all, this woman was supposed to be his future mother-in-law, and yet, she was just a little off. Not that Tiana acted c
"Andrew, my mom didn't give you a hard time, did she?" Lauren asked as they stepped into the Rhodes residence's front parlor. She had noticed right away that Andrew did not look so great. "It's fine. Your mother was… gracious enough," Andrew said with a small smile. There was no need to bring up Tiana's moment of madness—it was better buried. Jameson chuckled. "Andy, sorry to trouble you again! But today wasn't just about getting your help with her condition." Lauren beamed. "That's right, Andrew. Now that you're part of the family, you're not an outsider anymore. So, Dad planned a little family dinner. We thought we'd introduce you to some people too, help you make some connections around Blumedale." Jameson added, "Exactly! And I heard from Lauren that you've been looking for some rare medicinal herbs. Well, turns out, I know some folks who might be holding on to a few." Andrew nodded thoughtfully. "I am looking for rare herbs, that's true. But as for opening doors, Mr.
Truthfully, Tiana was by far the most challenging woman Andrew had ever dealt with. He could not hit her or offend her. To make things worse, she was Lauren's mother and Jameson's wife. No matter what insanity she pulled, Andrew could not actually do anything to her. Seeing Andrew so obviously trapped, Tiana felt an overwhelming sense of satisfaction. She chuckled smugly. "Andrew, you're the Dragon Prince of the Lloyds. There's no way I could ever win against you—not in a million years. "But you lost the moment you started dating my daughter. I'm your mother-in-law. That means I can mess with you, tease you, and you won't be able to lift a finger." Andrew replied evenly, "You're right—I can't fight you. But if I can't win, I can still walk away." Tiana waved her hand. "Alright, alright. Let's stop arguing. Just promise me one thing—what happened here today stays between us. Lauren can never find out." Andrew let out a dry laugh. "You're only worried about Lauren? What ab
It felt to Tiana like she had fallen into a vast, unfamiliar net—one she had never experienced before. She was sinking, drifting, wanting to break free. Yet, she was addicted to the thrill of it all. All these conflicting emotions passed through her in the blink of an eye, though they were layered and complex. Meanwhile, Andrew was completely unaware of the chaotic thoughts swirling inside her. To him, this was just another straightforward medical procedure. He was careful and respectful. He only touched what he had to, avoiding sensitive areas entirely. As a doctor, Andrew had no sense of guilt about what he was doing. Illness knew no gender; treatment was treatment. That was how he saw it. Whether others saw it the same way was not his concern. He calmly explained, "Stimulating your pressure points with needles and smoothing the meridians with massage helped your condition today. "But in the end, to restore proper balance, you'll still need a medicinal remedy to regulate
Tiana flinched, both shocked and furious, but she had no chance of dodging him. Under Andrew's hand, she did not stand a chance. However, the loud smack that followed was not across her face—it landed squarely on a pressure point along her waist. A wave of sharp pain shot through her body like a crashing tide. She gasped, "Ah… Andrew, you… stop, that hurts…" A strange moan escaped her lips, echoing awkwardly in the quiet room. Andrew muttered under his breath, cursing her madness. Without wasting time, he lifted her up and laid her down across the bed. Tiana stared up at him in disbelief, her eyes wide—until he pulled out a slim, metallic object. A gleaming golden acupuncture needle. "Mrs. Rhodes, your speech is erratic, your energy's spiking. I'll give you a few needles to stabilize your condition," Andrew said calmly. With that, he plunged the first needle into a targeted spot on her body. Tiana's breath hitched as her lips parted, and her reaction was a mix of pai
"If you called me here just to ask something this ridiculous, Mrs. Rhodes, then I'll be going now," Andrew said flatly as he turned toward the door. He did not dare stay a second longer, worried Tiana might start acting crazy like she did last time. If things spiraled out of control and someone like Jameson walked in on them, not even a hundred confessions could clear his name. "Stop right there!" Tiana snapped, her brows raised in defiance. "What's the matter? Are you that scared of being alone with me?" Andrew paused and looked back, his brows still tightly furrowed. "Mrs. Rhodes, you and I both know this isn't appropriate." Tiana stepped forward with a graceful sway, a trace of perfume trailing in her wake as she stopped right beside him. Her lips curled in a playful smile. "What's not appropriate? Can't a mother-in-law spend a little one-on-one time with her future son-in-law?" Andrew fell silent, exasperated. "You said you weren't feeling well. If you need help, I'll tak