LOGINShare
Chapter 923
Related chapters
Rising from the Ashes Chapter 924
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
Rising from the Ashes Chapter 925
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
Rising from the Ashes Chapter 926
After speaking, Jameson glanced at Andrew, his admiration growing even more. This young man had the guts to stand up to Tiana—something he had always wanted to do but never could. He could not help but feel impressed. Jameson, Tiana, and their driver took one car, while Andrew and Francesca drove separately. Inside their car, Jameson reached for Tiana's hand, but she quickly pulled away. She snapped, "I don't like public displays of affection." Jameson sighed, rubbing his temples. "Tiana, your temper is exhausting. Don't you get tired of being so angry all the time?" Tiana shot him a glare. "Oh, I'm the problem? You're the one fawning over Andrew like he's some kind of prodigy—a few sweet words from him, and you're already wrapped around his finger. Don't forget, Jameson, the Driscoll family is still looming over us. And that boy? He's a smooth talker who's already charmed you and Lauren." Jameson's expression turned serious. "So what if the Driscoll family is powerful? That
Rising from the Ashes Chapter 927
They found a high-end private dining spot, and Andrew even went out of his way to pick up Lauren himself. His attentiveness and effort left Jameson thoroughly impressed. "Andrew, my boy, my daughter has great taste! You're a real catch!" Jameson exclaimed after a couple of glasses of whiskey, already showering Andrew with praise. Andrew stood up, refilling Jameson's glass with a smile. "Mr. Rhodes, you're too kind. I'm just doing what I should. Mrs. Rhodes, please try this dish. Lauren and I come here often—it's amazing!" He did not stop at Jameson, making sure to serve Tiana as well, piling her plate high with food. However, Tiana remained indifferent, her tone cold. "No need, I can serve myself." Andrew pretended not to hear her and continued placing food on her plate. "Mrs. Rhodes, you have to try this butter-poached halibut with white wine sauce. This soup is great for your stomach. Oh, and these roasted Brussels sprouts—they're fresh and flavorful. They suit your refine
Rising from the Ashes Chapter 928
Andrew chuckled, "I always thought you were the undisputed head of the household, Mr. Rhodes. Turns out, Mrs. Rhodes has the upper hand!" Jameson, slurring his words, waved a hand dismissively. "Who says she has the upper hand? I'm the boss in this house! Come on, let's keep drinking. If she dares to interfere, I'll… I'll deal with her!" Andrew grinned. "Alright, let's go. Three more rounds on me!" He then turned to Tiana with an innocent look. "Mrs. Rhodes, you saw it yourself. I'm not forcing him to drink. He's just having a good time!" Tiana let out a cold laugh, her eyes shooting daggers at Andrew. If looks could kill, Andrew would have been a goner by now. Lauren and Francesca, having finished their meal, sat back and watched the drama unfold. Seeing Tiana's furious expression, they struggled to hold back their laughter. Andrew was truly something else—mischievous to the core. Tiana was clearly the least happy person at the table tonight. At one point, Andrew excuse
Rising from the Ashes Chapter 929
When Andrew returned to the dining table, Jameson was completely out of it, leaning on Tiana and mumbling nonsense. "Tiana, tonight we're going to battle it out—300 rounds! It's either you or me!" Tiana's face flushed with embarrassment, and she slapped Jameson lightly on the cheek. "Shut your mouth! You're talking nonsense!" Andrew, Francesca, and Lauren all turned to look out the window, pretending they had not seen or heard anything. "Wow, the moon looks beautiful tonight," Andrew remarked. Francesca nodded quickly. "Yes, the evening breeze is quite refreshing." Lauren, struggling to keep a straight face, said, "Well, Andrew, Francesca, we should probably head back now." Andrew handed Jameson a small bottle with a smile. "Mr. Rhodes, it's our first meeting, so I didn't bring much. But I think this might come in handy for you." Jameson, still dazed, looked up. "What's this?" Andrew did not answer—he just met Jameson's eyes with a look. Jameson immediately understood
Rising from the Ashes Chapter 930
Francesca let out a startled yelp, nearly swerving the car straight into the manmade lake. "Okay, okay! I'll head home tonight—I won't go to your place! Seriously, though… Mrs. Rhodes takes control freak to a whole new level." In the end, the two went their separate ways. After dropping Andrew off, Francesca drove back to her own place. The person trailing them immediately called Tiana to report, "Ma'am, they both went home separately. Nothing suspicious happened." Tiana scoffed and waved them off. "Hah! And here I thought he was some player. That brat probably wouldn't even have the guts, even if Francesca threw herself at him. Men… A bunch of damn cowards." … Meanwhile, Jameson was already sprawled on the bed, lazily reaching out to pull Tiana into his arms. "Tiana, my love, the night is young, and we have important business to take care of!" Tiana yanked herself free with a sharp snort. "Get lost. I'm not sleeping with you tonight. At dinner, what did you call me again
Rising from the Ashes Chapter 931
Elon returned to the Golding family estate in Blumedale, far ahead of Michael and Kenny. He had taken a helicopter directly, desperate to save his own life. As soon as he burst through the door, he shouted frantically, "Golden juice! Get me the golden juice, now!" His wife, Sherilyn, looked at him in confusion. She asked, "Honey, why are you back so early? Where are Dad and Michael?" Elon snapped at her, his tone sharp and impatient. "Are you deaf? I told you to get me the golden juice! Your dad and that cursed brother of yours, Michael, didn't come back with me!" His face was dark with anger and fear. Sherilyn was clearly puzzled. "What's golden juice? I don't even know what that is. How am I supposed to get it for you?" Elon's expression turned even darker. He threatened, "If you don't know what it is, you can just ask the doctor! I'm telling you, I was forced to take a Bone-Rotting Elixir because of Michael. If something happens to me, your whole family is going to pa
Latest chapter
Rising from the Ashes Chapter 1182
"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
Rising from the Ashes Chapter 1181
"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
Rising from the Ashes Chapter 1180
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
Rising from the Ashes Chapter 1179
Tiana had already been urging Andrew to make a trip to the Rhodes residence. With his current matters finally settled, Andrew made his way there. … Meanwhile, back at the Haywood residence, the funeral was underway. The place was shrouded in white—the last rites for Seth. It should have been a major event, but the atmosphere among the Haywoods was lifeless. No one looked remotely interested, and many of the younger members were outright slacking off, hiding in corners, smoking, drinking, and chatting. Someone whispered, "Xavier's the eldest son of the Haywoods and a damn colonel in the military, yet he couldn't even bring back Andrew's head? What a letdown." Another chimed in, "No kidding. Seth got taken out like that, which is a direct slap to the Haywoods' face." "Honestly, I've never seen our family this humiliated. Xavier even said he'd kill Andrew within three days or take his own life. Big talk for someone who came back empty-handed…" After just a few gulps of alco
Rising from the Ashes Chapter 1178
Aspen and Chantelle both gasped in disbelief. They could not believe that Andrew had just toyed with Luna like she was some puppy. He offered her a treat, dangled it right in front of her face, and then yanked it back when she reached for it. Anyone with an ounce of pride would have snapped—and Luna Phelan was not just anyone. "Playing games on a razor's edge… Andrew, I'll be watching," Luna said coldly. "I'll watch how you destroy yourself." Her expression turned colder than it had been even when confronting Xavier.With one sharp step, she kicked up a gust of wind and vanished into the air. It was a clear sign that she was not just leaving, she was unleashing her fury. "That footwork was terrifying," Chantelle muttered. Even Aspen looked shaken. "Keep acting like this, Andrew, and someone's gonna hack you into pieces one day!" Chantelle snapped. After one last angry glare, she stormed off too. Aspen did not have quite the same fire in her. This demon of a man was hear
Rising from the Ashes Chapter 1177
Luna turned around, clearly reluctant to even look at Andrew, and said flatly, "I can save you once, maybe even twice—but not a third time. To be precise, the only reason I stepped in at all was because you've done favors for the Phelans… and for Marvin. "But next time? Your life or death will have nothing to do with me. So, here's my advice—tone it down. This is Blumedale, not Jayrodale. You could show off back there, and no one cared, but here? Power and politics clash every second. Dying young might be the only fate you're headed for." Andrew frowned. "Luna, are you sick or something? Did I ask you to save me?" That one line did not just offend Luna—it also lit a fire in Chantelle. "Andrew, what the hell is wrong with you? General Phelan just saved your damn life. You didn't even say thank you, and now you're blaming her? Are you even a man?" She was speechless, thinking the guy was seriously unbelievable. Andrew shot her a cold glare. "Shut your mouth. No one asked for
Rising from the Ashes Chapter 1176
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
Rising from the Ashes Chapter 1175
"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
Rising from the Ashes Chapter 1174
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
