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"Jameson, since Andrew doesn't like it, stop fussing! Just prepare a table full of delicious food, and we'll eat, drink, and chat as a family!" Tiana said. She had changed into fresh clothes and wore a frosty expression, walked out gracefully, accompanied by Lauren. Andrew looked up and caught Tiana's gaze directly focused on him. Their eyes met briefly in the air between them. Andrew immediately looked away, pretending to act natural. A subtle, ambiguous smile appeared at the corner of Tiana's lips, showing her delight. The smile was so slight that no one except Andrew noticed it. Jameson chuckled and said, "That works too. We'll follow your arrangement. It's perfect timing for Andrew to join me for a few drinks." Soon, the Rhodes family banquet was set up. Besides Jameson's family, the elders of the Rhodes family also joined in. The conversation inevitably centered around how Tiana's martial arts could finally uphold the Rhodes family's reputation. From then on, the Rhode

Tiana asked, "So now you understand why I've always said you can't have relations with her, right?" Andrew had not expected the treasure map to involve such a secret requirement. "Virgin blood makes the Rhodes family's map fragment visible? That's quite unusual! But Mrs. Rhodes, why does the fragment I got from Mr. Bates at Oak Apothecary already have visible lines?" Tiana replied, "There's nothing strange about that. Ronan probably used the virgin blood of a Bates family descendant to make the lines on his fragment appear early. That's why the Bates family was targeted so early—a foolish, self-destructive move!" Andrew frowned. "So, according to what you're saying, all the treasure map fragments require virgin blood from descendants of their guardians?" Tiana nodded. "That's exactly right. The Rhodes family fragment has been sealed away, and no blood has been applied to make it visible. That's why Jameson and the previous generations of the Rhodes family haven't been targeted

Yara declared, "Because even though Quinton is a beast, I'm no pushover either. The one time he tried to assault me, I almost made mashed potatoes out of his balls. In return, he broke half my ribcage, but in the end, I still didn't submit, and from then on, I became a shadow in his mind." Andrew smiled and said, "You're a tough one." The two got out of the car and stood side by side, watching the bustling construction site before them. Yara pointed in one direction and said to Andrew, "That area over there is where they're building standalone luxury villas. The pricing has already been planned—500 million each, making it the most luxurious residential area in all of Blumedale. Even compared to The Sovereign Residences, it might lack heritage, but not opulence." Andrew nodded and asked, "So this entire construction site belongs to you?" Yara responded with a hint of pride, "Of course! Currently, I'm the only person in the Wright family who can threaten Quinton. Once this site

"By the way, take out your phone. I'll need to use it in a moment," Andrew said. The fight had ended so quickly that Yara had not even processed what had happened yet. She stammered, "Wait… Y-You… No, what do you need my phone for?" Andrew explained, "These guys are just bottom-feeding crawlers who do the grunt work. You've read novels, right? Usually, at this point, when the minions get beaten up, they immediately call for backup and summon their boss. So, I need your phone to let them make those calls." When Yara heard this, she could not believe her ears and stared at Andrew in disbelief. She asked, "Mr. Lloyd, are you mentally ill?" He had just beaten people up and then actively offered a phone so they could call for reinforcements. Being so thoughtful and considerate—was Andrew actually serious? Earl, his face covered in blood, got up from the ground and shouted, "You bastard, you think you're tough? In this world, what matters is power and connections. Just you wait, mo

Behind Andrew, not a single one of Tristan's men remained standing. The scene was a mess of blood and even severed limbs—utterly devastating. Yara covered her pale face, staring at Andrew with shock in her eyes. She could not help but wonder if he was even human. She had been surprised when he single-handedly took down Earl's amateur underlings, as many people couldn't have achieved such a feat. However, for him to defeat all of Tristan's men with such ease, cutting through them like nothing, Yara knew this was on an entirely different level. She believed that Andrew was a true martial arts master hiding his true abilities. He was wealthy, powerful, and backed by the Keller family and the governor. Now, he had just demonstrated his most astonishing quality—incredible fighting prowess. He seemed perfect in every way, without a single weakness. Suddenly, Yara felt a surge of excitement in her heart. Though she hated Quinton, she had always felt powerless against him bec