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Rising from the Ashes Chapter 946
Nyla and Francesca stood frozen, eyes wide with awe. Phantom Eye's strike had left them stunned—and more than a little starstruck. He was a legendary veteran from Blumedale, a semi-martial king, and to two young women, his power and presence were downright intoxicating. However, what really shocked them was Andrew. If Phantom Eye was fierce, then Andrew was pure destruction. He moved like a human wrecking ball, demolishing everything in his path with overwhelming force. Francesca's legs trembled uncontrollably. She finally realized why Andrew left her weak and sore every night like her whole body was falling apart. She finally understood that Andrew's strength was on a completely different level. Even if she tried her hardest, clinging to him with everything she had, she probably could not handle the full impact of his insane energy. "Andrew! You and I haven't even had a real fight yet!" Finley roared, watching Andrew crush his crew. "Today, I'll show you the difference be
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Andrew's voice was cold. "Lionel, move a muscle, and I'll kill this idiot on the spot." Lionel immediately backed off, breaking away from Phantom Eye. His eyes burned with rage as he spat, "Andrew, let Finley go, or the Hidden Dragons will never stop hunting you!" Andrew did not respond with words. Instead, he stepped on Finley's hand—then pressed down, grinding his foot hard. Finley yelped in pain. "Mr. Thurman, help me! Please, save me!" His face turned red as veins bulged across his forehead. He screamed in agony, thrashing beneath Andrew's foot. The Hidden Dragons members watched in horror, their scalps tingling. They all thought Andrew was brutal—no, he was downright ruthless. Lionel's eye twitched as he roared, "Stop! Let him go! We'll back off—immediately!" Andrew finally lifted his foot and let out a slow chuckle. "Oh? Now you're willing to talk like a reasonable man, Mr. Thurman?" Lionel's eyes flashed with murderous intent, his teeth grinding together. "Let hi
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That night, Andrew drove Francesca back to the villa on the hill. "Andrew, you were amazing today. Even Finley couldn't beat you!" Francesca exclaimed, her gaze flickering away from his. Andrew raised a brow. "What's wrong, Fran? You've been acting weird the whole way home." Francesca's cheeks turned red. "It's nothing… I just think we should sleep in separate rooms tonight." Andrew smirked. "What, your period came?" "Shut up!" Francesca snapped, her face burning. "Can't a girl just want some space?" Andrew grabbed her wrist, his voice firm. "Nope." She struggled for a moment before giving up. "Ugh, you're such a jerk!" Blushing, she dove under the covers. If she could not fight him, she might as well enjoy it. With another night of aching muscles coming, she could not help but feel both nervous and excited. She thought Andrew had way too much energy. However, just as she braced herself, Andrew suddenly said, "Get some rest tonight. I need to train." Before she c
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Irene laughed. "Men as gentlemanly as Mr. Wright are truly rare. Coming from the prestigious Wright family of Blumedale, Mr. Wright is far more refined than the so-called elites of Jayrodale!" Leroy eagerly chimed in, eager to flatter. "That goes without saying! Mr. Wright is the heir of the Wright family—one of the Five Apex Families in all of Gabo Creek Province! There isn't a single family in Jayrodale that can compare!" Quinton scoffed internally. He had absolutely no respect for Irene and Leroy. If it were not for his desire to conquer Christina, he would not have wasted a second on these nobodies from the Stevens family. Compared to Shawn's family, they were even lower—worthless enough that he could crush them with a single step. "I heard Mr. Wright has some history with Andrew?" Christina suddenly asked. Quinton smiled faintly. "That guy? He's nothing more than an insect. I wouldn't call it history—just a minor disagreement." His tone dripped with superiority. In
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Shawn lay on the ground, his face filled with terror. "That security guy is terrifying! He's absolutely terrifying!" "I brought a whole crew, and he took them all down!" His voice trembled as he raised his hand, revealing a knife still embedded in his palm. The sight was downright gruesome. Quinton's expression turned dark. "You're useless. I gave you one simple task, and you screwed it up!" "Also, why the hell are you coming to me? Go to a hospital, idiot!" He waved Shawn away in disgust, not wanting to ruin his mood any further. Shawn stole one last lingering glance at Christina before scurrying off to get his wound treated. Christina, her tone indifferent, said, "Mr. Wright, you shouldn't associate with garbage like that." Quinton raised an eyebrow. "You're talking about Shawn?" She nodded. "Yeah. He's mediocre at best. He's not worth your time or investment." Quinton smirked. "I never planned on investing in him. He's just a mutt from Jayrodale, useful for the momen
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Sighing, Irene said, "Christie, you might not want to hear this, but you and Andrew, you two are from completely different worlds now!" Her words were hard for Christina to swallow. She never expected that her mother, who always looked down on Andrew, was now admitting defeat. Leroy snorted, "Mom, I can't agree with you on this one. Sure, Andrew's successful, but it's not as exaggerated as you're making it sound, okay? "You only see him putting on airs, but did you ever think that by annoying all the big shots in Blumedale, he's going to have to pay the price sooner or later? And now Mr. Wright has set his sights on him. As I see it, Andrew's time's up." Irene snapped, "You little brat, when adults are talking, you'd better keep your mouth shut! Don't think I don't know what's on your mind. You're always thinking about using Christie to live in luxury, hang out with celebrities, and drive a sports car! "But have you ever thought about it? You're a man. How can you be so pathe
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The next day, Andrew and Francesca had just arrived at Moonlit Apothecary when Phantom Eye spoke up. "Mr. Lloyd, someone caused trouble here last night. They even tried to set the place on fire!" Andrew let out a cold chuckle. "Must've been Quinton's men, huh?" Phantom Eye nodded. "That's right, it was that little coward, Shawn. He showed up with a few guys carrying gas cans, planning to burn the place down. But I caught them in the act and sent them running!" Francesca fumed. "Phantom Eye, you should've taught them a real lesson." Phantom Eye smirked. "No worries, Ms. Aicker. That Shawn punk already got a hole stabbed through his hand—he probably can't even hold anything now!" Francesca scoffed. "Serves him right!" Nyla looked at her curiously. "Dr. Aicker, you seem a little cranky today. Didn't sleep well last night?" Francesca's face turned red as she stammered, "What? N-No way, Nyla, you're imagining things!" Then, she shot a sharp glare at Andrew. It was all his
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Leroy's face twisted in anger. "Francesca, who do you think you are? You don't like Christie? You think she cares whether you do or not?" Francesca smirked. "The Stevens family sure gets riled up easily. If you've got the guts, just stay away from Andrew for good—I'd be impressed!" Leroy stiffened and turned to Christina in frustration. "Christie, did you hear that? They don't want us here!" He huffed. "It's ridiculous. Whatever, we're leaving. The Stevens family has better options now anyway—we don't need this lousy place!" Christina ignored her noisy little brother and kept her gaze on Andrew. "Andrew, I came here to discuss something with you. Step outside with me for a moment." Andrew's expression remained indifferent. "Sorry, I'm busy. If you have something urgent, you can either wait or leave." Christina clenched her teeth. "Andrew" She knew Andrew was doing this on purpose, deliberately making her wait and giving her the cold shoulder. A real man would not be so pe
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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
