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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
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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
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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
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Sherilyn's lips trembled as she spoke. "If even you were forced to take a poison pill, then what about my dad and Michael? Are they in worse shape?" Elon smirked, almost enjoying her distress. "Your dad's fine. He just got slapped around a bit. But Michael? Oh, he's in bad shape. Rumor has it he lost his manhood and was beaten half to death." Sherilyn exploded in anger. "I don't care what it takes, Elon. You have to make things right for my dad and Michael. I want that Andrew bastard to come to Blumedale and kneel before the Rhodes family as a slave! I want him skinned alive!" Elon snorted, unimpressed. "I'll deal with that punk, but not right now." Just as Kaden walked in, holding a bowl of steaming liquid, his face covered with a mask. Then, he announced, "Mr. Golding, the golden juice is ready!" Almost immediately, both Elon and Sherilyn gagged, their faces twisting in disgust. Elon covered his nose, shouting, "Get that away from me! What the hell is that? It smells like c
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"Ugh, Elon! It was bad enough that you ate it yourself, but you dragged me into this too? Are you out of your mind?" Sherilyn's screech echoed through the entire Golding family estate, sharp enough to make ears ring. Kaden was not far behind in reaction, though he fared slightly better—mostly because he had kept his face covered. Elon clutched his stomach with a dead look in his eyes like his soul was halfway out of his body. He had never eaten feces before, and now that he had, it was worse than anything he could have imagined. Before drinking it, he tried to comfort himself with all kinds of thoughts and rationalizations. He remembered hearing a so-called expert once claim that while feces smelled awful, it did not actually taste that bad. In fact, the guy claimed it had a surprisingly unique flavor. That ridiculous idea was the only thing that gave Elon the courage to gulp down the golden broth in one go. Yet, the miserable truth hit hard—feces did not just smell horrible, i
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"If I didn't eat it, the Bone-Rotting Elixir in my system would've killed me the moment it kicked in!" Elon looked absolutely miserable as he tried to explain himself in front of Richard. However, Richard was beyond furious—he stormed forward, ready to slap Elon across the face. The moment he got close, though, a wave of stench hit him like a brick wall, and he nearly passed out on the spot. "What kind of crap did you eat? Why does it smell this god-awful?" Richard was genuinely shocked. He jumped back immediately, and whatever urge he had to discipline his son evaporated. Now, all he wanted was to stay as far away as possible. He had smelled poop before—he was no stranger to it. Yet, whatever was coming off Elon's mouth and body was enough to knock someone out cold. He wondered if this was some sort of premium-grade crap. Mosby calmly said, "Human waste is already one of the filthiest substances out there, and when it's boiled down into golden juice, it only gets worse." E
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Meanwhile, in Jayrodale. Andrew had no idea that Elon had actually gone and seriously drank the golden juice. Bone-Rotting Elixir was a deadly poison, sure—but Andrew did not carry that kind of thing around. At the time, he had just bluffed and slipped Elon a random pill to scare him. What he did not expect was that Elon would really eat crap. Early that morning, his phone buzzed with a call from Aspen, who rang in from Blumedale with a voice full of shock. "Andrew, you're unbelievable! Did you seriously kill Michael?" Andrew calmly munched on his breakfast and replied, "You already know the answer to that. So what's the point of asking me?" Aspen paused for a beat, then snapped, "Do you realize Kenny and the entire Golding family are absolutely losing it right now? Kenny's in the middle of Michael's funeral, and he swore you'll crawl to Michael's grave and kneel until your knees bleed!" Andrew let out a cold laugh. "Well, that wish is probably gonna stay a wish. Because i
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"We'll tag-team you and drain you dry!" Francesca teased with a smirk. Andrew waved her off, signaling it was time to get serious. "Lauren and her parents headed back to Blumedale, right?" Francesca nodded. "Yeah, they left early this morning to attend Michael's funeral." She hesitated before asking, "Andrew, was Michael's death really your doing?" Andrew could read her like a book. She was softening, clearly having second thoughts. However, Andrew was not the type to show mercy—not to someone like Michael, who had practically written his own death sentence. "If I said it wasn't me, would you believe me?" he replied calmly, deflecting the question. Francesca smiled faintly. "It doesn't matter. Whatever you say, I'll believe it. You say the word, and I'll follow it." Andrew chuckled. "That's my girl. Then tonight, wash up and be ready for me on time." Francesca had not expected the conversation to take that sharp of a turn and blushed furiously. "Pervert! No way!" Af
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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
