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Andrew simply stared at him, his expression unchanging. "Is there another fatty around here that I'm missing?" Elon's face twisted into a vicious grin, his laughter growing louder and more menacing. "You've got some nerve, kid, talking to me like that. Fine, I'll give you one chance. Listen carefully." He puffed out his chest, clearly enjoying the sound of his own voice. "I am Elon Golding, the eldest son of the Golding family from Blumedale. Remember that." After his grand speech, Elon paused, looking down at Andrew with disdain, expecting him to be awestruck and drop to his knees in submission. Instead, Andrew responded with one word, "Idiot." Kenny exploded in rage. "Elon, do you see now? This little punk won't learn until he's crushed. Just take him out already!" Elon was seething. He had just announced his prestigious background, and this nobody, Andrew, had the audacity to call him an idiot. It was clear—Andrew was asking for death. "Kill him!" Elon barked, steppin
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Elon had expected his status as the eldest son of the Golding family to make Andrew bow down in submission. Yet, Andrew did not give him the time of day. Instead, he showed up alone with Michael, ready to negotiate. Despite facing over a hundred elite bodyguards from the Golding family, Andrew showed no fear. In fact, he took Michael hostage right under their noses. Elon, representing the Golding family, had seen his fair share of challenges over the years. But this level of disrespect was a first. It ignited a deep, cruel rage within him. How dare this nobody, this insignificant ant, challenge someone from one of the Five Apex Families? Andrew had to be crushed. Kenny glared at the knife in Andrew's hand, sneering. "You didn't expect this, did you? You thought you were the only one with leverage? Well, guess what? We've got your woman. Bet you didn't see that coming!" Andrew smirked, his tone calm. "I knew you had Fran the moment she was taken. That's why I sent Mr. Warren
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The crowd surged in, filling the Royal Suite of the Jayrodale Grand Hotel with an overwhelming presence. The hotel manager, his face pale, rushed forward and barked, "Dylan, Natasha, what the hell are you doing with all these people? Get out! The Royal Suite is booked for an important guest today. You're not welcome!" Dylan did not hesitate and immediately kicked the manager, sending him sprawling to the floor. "Shut up, or I'll end you right here." His calm, icy tone was enough to make the manager nearly wet himself. The crowd parted, and Francesca walked in, unharmed. "Andrew, I'm fine. Don't worry about me," she said, her voice steady. Then, glaring at Elon, she added, "But watch out for this fat pig from the Golding family. He's the one who kidnapped me!" Andrew turned to look at her and smiled. "Fatty, Kenny, I told you Fran would be rescued soon. Believe me now?" Kenny was in shock. "Elon, w-what's going on? Did your people let her go?" Elon's face was dark with a
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Elon stepped forward, closing the distance between him and Andrew. Michael quickly warned, "Elon, don't do anything stupid. Andrew doesn't mess around—he'll hit you without a second thought!" Elon sneered, his voice dripping with arrogance. He declared dramatically, "I'm Elon Golding, the epitome of money, glory, and power! Andrew, do you even know who you're messing with—" Before he could finish, Andrew slapped him twice. The force sent Elon's nearly 400-pound body flying backward. Blood gushed from his nose and mouth as he crashed to the ground, looking utterly humiliated. Andrew casually wiped his hands and said, "The epitome of money, glory, and power? You're more like a loser. Look at yourself now. You're nothing but a pathetic mess." Elon was stunned, his face twisted in rage. His eyes blazed with fury as he roared, "You little punk! How dare you hit me? Do you have a death wish for your entire family?" Kenny stood frozen, completely shocked. After all, Elon was a b
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Dylan grabbed Elon by the arm and yanked him to his feet. Elon struggled, shouting, "Let me go! Do you even know who I am? Do you have any idea who you're messing with?" Andrew had heard enough. Without hesitation, he slapped Elon twice across the face, silencing him mid-rant. Elon's cheeks burned, and he clenched his teeth, swallowing his words. Kenny, meanwhile, was forced to his knees by Natasha. He glared up at Andrew, his eyes bloodshot with rage. "Do you realize what you've done, Andrew? You've just crossed a line you can't come back from! You've messed with the Golding family, and now you're going to pay—" Andrew simply said, "Make him quiet." Natasha immediately kicked Kenny in the stomach, causing him to double over and vomit. He gasped for air, too stunned to speak another word. Andrew turned back to Elon, patting his swollen face. "Mr. Golding, we didn't have any beef before this. But you thought you were untouchable and decided to stick your nose in Jayrodale's b
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Andrew smirked, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "You see, Kenny, we could've settled this like civilized people. A nice, friendly chat, and everyone walks away happy. But no, you had to make it a whole production. Honestly, it's giving me a headache." Kenny clenched his teeth, his voice tight with frustration. "Andrew, I've agreed to your terms. Now, are you going to let us go or not?" Andrew chuckled, shaking his head. "Kenny, we're all professionals here. Did you really think I'd be that naive? A verbal promise from you isn't worth much. You think I'd just take your word for it?" Kenny's face flushed with anger. "Then what do you want?" Andrew gestured, and someone handed him a contract. It read: [I, Kenny Rhodes, hereby renounce any claim to the Rhodes family leadership and vow to end all internal family disputes. If I break this oath, may I suffer the curse of having no heirs.] "Sign it and press your thumbprint here," Andrew said, sliding the contract toward Kenny. Ken
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Andrew shook his head and said, "Sorry, but there's no antidote for this kind of deadly poison. There's only one way to counteract it." Elon asked, "What is it?" Andrew smirked. "Oh, it's nothing special… just golden juice." Terrified for his life, Elon muttered under his breath, "Golden juice… golden juice…" Without wasting another second, he bolted, dragging the Golding family's men with him. Nothing else mattered anymore—he had to get back to Blumedale as fast as possible and find the so-called golden juice to save himself. Michael and Kenny exchanged glances without saying a word before heading off in another direction. As they stepped out of the Royal Suite, Michael sneered. "Andrew, I'll be returning to Jayrodale soon. Count on it." Andrew's tone remained indifferent. "No, you won't." With that, the Royal Suite emptied out. Andrew instructed Dylan and Natasha to take their people and leave. Francesca, who had been watching the whole scene, looked at Andrew with
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Andrew smiled faintly, saying, "Searching aimlessly would've been pointless. Elon, being the proud heir of the Golding family, thought he was untouchable in a small town like Jayrodale. "So, when he kidnapped Francesca, he wouldn't trust just any place to hide her. There was only one spot he felt completely secure—a place guarded by his family's top enforcers." Jameson raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Oh? Do tell." Andrew continued, "Elon only trusted locations where his family's strongest fighters were stationed. Knowing that, I didn't waste time searching randomly. Instead, I focused on tracking the movements of the Golding family's half-step martial king. Sure enough, he was the one guarding Francesca at a secluded villa outside the city." Tiana scoffed, clearly skeptical. "That's a nice story, but there's one glaring hole in it. How did you manage to rescue Francesca with a half-step martial king standing guard? That's not something just anyone can pull off." Andrew shrugg
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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
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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
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"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
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Andrew finally paid a visit to the Rhodes family. "Andy, you're here! Come in, have a seat," Jameson greeted warmly, his tone unusually enthusiastic. The way he looked at Andrew was not just the admiration of a family elder—it was the hopeful gaze of someone eyeing a perfect son-in-law. Lauren giggled behind her hand. "Andrew, you've become quite the welcome guest around here. Everyone in the Rhodes family is thrilled you came." Andrew glanced around casually and noticed several of the Rhodes family's core members smiling and nodding in greeting. A few girls around Lauren's age were sneaking glances his way, their cheeks tinged pink. Cecelia, the youngest among them, blurted out, "Andrew, when are you marrying Lauren?" Andrew laughed and replied, "Anytime works for me." Cecelia clapped her hands excitedly. "Great! Let's do the wedding today and the honeymoon tonight!" Jameson's eyes widened. "Cece! Stop saying nonsense!" His youngest daughter was a wild one—always blu
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Logan nodded and smiled. "Andrew's medical skills really are rare. Medicine is a deep and complex field, and among the younger generation in Blumedale, hardly anyone has any decent understanding of it. "Even top talents like Joe Driscoll or Luna Phelan from the three major families are focused on martial arts. When it comes to healing, there's nothing to talk about." George beamed. "What makes Andrew truly special is that he's not only exceptional in medicine, but his martial prowess is also extraordinary. Just the fact that he's survived the joint manhunt from two powerful families already tells me he's not to be underestimated." Logan frowned. "There's a rumor going around that Andrew survived only because someone powerful is secretly protecting him." George scoffed. "That's just idle gossip from nobodies parroting what they hear. If Andrew were weak, no amount of backing could keep him alive. Logan, remember this—life throws us many challenges, but there's one hurdle you mus
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Elon's face turned red from the scolding, and he muttered bitterly, "I mean, I might not be great, but I'm still better than Andrew, right? Are you really saying that in your eyes, your own son is worth less than that guy?" Richard let out a cold snort. "You really care about comparing yourself to him? Fine then—do you want the truth or a lie?" Elon shrank back at his father's sarcastic smile and mumbled, "The lie… I guess." Richard scoffed, "Alright. If it's lies you want, then sure—you're way more promising than Andrew. That guy doesn't even deserve to be compared to you." Elon's face twitched. He wanted to laugh, but the words tasted bitter in his mouth. The lie was that he was better than Andrew. But the truth? The truth was that compared to Andrew, he was absolutely nothing. The more he thought about it, the more he realized—either way, he came up short. So what was the point in choosing? He silently cursed, 'Damn it!' Richard folded his hands behind his back, his
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"He's my sworn brother, then standing up for him—no matter the cost—is only right," Logan said firmly. Elon's face instantly darkened, and deep inside, a gnawing jealousy bubbled up. Despite being the most low-key of the Five Apex Families' younger generation, Logan was arguably the most terrifying. He was about to take over the Keller family, a rising powerhouse. The Haywoods had Xavier—young, sharp, and fierce in combat. The Wrights had Quinton—manipulative, cunning, and notorious for his ruthlessness. But Elon? He was… just Elon. He was overweight, lacked presence, and had just been publicly humiliated when word spread that his wife had cheated on him. His reputation was already slipping, and now he had become the joke of Blumedale's elite circle. Still, no matter how pathetic things seemed, Elon believed he was far better than the man Andrew was. In his eyes, they were not even in the same league. So, it burned him even more to see Logan—someone he had always tried to i
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"Logan, don't you know Andrew killed my younger brother?" Xavier shouted furiously. It was understandable for Luna to speak up. After all, the Phelans owed Andrew a small favor—but now even the Keller family was interfering. If this continued, Andrew would not just remain unharmed; he would likely rise to prominence in Blumedale. Andrew's rise would be a direct slap in the face to the Haywoods, humiliating them beyond redemption. Roy spoke grimly, "Logan, you're set to lead the Keller family. You should know better than to blur right and wrong. Andrew repeatedly humiliated the Haywoods and even murdered Seth. Do you expect us to swallow such a huge insult?" Logan replied calmly, "Mr. Haywood Senior, you know exactly why things turned out this way. I hate to say it, but Seth brought his death upon himself. Andrew may be impulsive, but he's done nothing wrong in my eyes." "I'll say this only once: if the Haywoods continue their vendetta against him, the Keller family won't stan
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Xavier said, "Uncle Jude, you're in charge of internal discipline. My request is simple—either throw those losers out of the Haywoods and make them manage some backwater branch, or I'll kill them myself. And I doubt anyone in the family would object." Jude's eyelids twitched violently as he cursed the brats under his breath. Out loud, though, he nodded quickly and replied, "Don't worry, Xavier. I'll make sure they're kicked out of the family for good. They won't even get close to the front gate again." Xavier snorted and walked off, leaving Jude staring at his back, shaking his head. Jude muttered to himself, "Xavier… you really are the pride of the Haywoods. But you're spoiled by your status. With your father as the family head and all the elders favoring you, you've always kept the other branches under your heel. "That's understandable since you're the future heir and our strongest fighter among the younger generations. But the fact remains—you made a public promise and faile
