Semua Bab Rising from the Ashes: Bab 131 - Bab 140

Those in the know understood that Andrew could easily fill the deputy chief position at Jayrodale General Hospital. With his exceptional medical skills, he could even handle being the chief doctor without breaking a sweat. Standing in his newly renovated office, Andrew sighed and said, "Ms. Rhodes, Dr. Aicker, I honestly have no interest in the deputy chief position." Lauren beamed with joy as she replied, "Dr. Lloyd, we know you don't care about these titles. However, Jayrodale General Hospital is our privately owned hospital, and leadership positions are based on ability, not seniority. The position of deputy chief suits you perfectly." Francesca chimed in with a smile, "If you want, I'll even hand over my position to you. I could step down as chief doctor and assist you instead." "Please, I'm already overwhelmed with the deputy chief role, let alone being the chief," Andrew replied with a wry smile. Lauren flashed a mischievous grin and teased, "Fran, why are you being so

An uncomfortable silence fell between them in the car. Finally, Christina broke the silence and asked, "Do you still hate me after all this time?" Andrew chuckled. "You're overthinking it, Ms. Stevens. Why would I hate you? I'm happy that you're getting married into such a prestigious family." Christina murmured, looking lost. "I can't tell what it is, but I don't feel any joy at all from Harvey's return and proposal." "That's your business, Ms. Stevens. It has nothing to do with me," Andrew replied coldly. "Can't you just listen to me?" Christina snapped in frustration. Andrew fixed her with an icy stare until she nervously looked away. "Look, I spent years listening to you, through your happiness and sadness, always quietly supporting you. But you chose another man's arms because you thought I was too ordinary for you. You made your choice, so whether it works out or not is your problem, not mine." Christina took a deep breath, her eyes regaining their determination. "No

Andrew said dismissively, "I simply don't want useless people interfering with our partnership. Ms. Stevens, don't forget that I control half of this project." Irene and Leroy were fuming but did not dare speak up. They had hoped to profit from the project through Christina, their capable daughter and sister. However, they would have to back off if Andrew disagreed. "Mr. Lloyd, rest assured that my mother and brother won't receive any special treatment on the South City project," Christina stated firmly. "I know how to separate business from personal matters! Though I must say, your narrow-mindedness is quite disappointing," she added before walking into the office with a cold expression. Irene smirked. "Andrew, Christie is my daughter and Leroy's sister. An outsider like you can never compete with family, so give it up!" Andrew remained unfazed and smiled. "I finally understand why Christina can be so foolish sometimes—it runs in the family. You're all cut from the same clo

"Aren't your demands getting excessive, Mr. Huxley?" Christina's voice was strained with barely contained anger. Conan smiled, seemingly unfazed. "Don't get upset, Ms. Stevens. It pains my heart to see a beauty like you become Mr. Weller's woman soon. Can any of you imagine wanting something so badly, yet knowing it's forever out of reach?" Leroy snapped impatiently. "Just get to the point, Mr. Huxley. And remember, no one except Harvey is worthy of Christie." Conan chuckled. "You're absolutely right. Ms. Stevens and Mr. Weller are a perfect match. I'm not asking for much—I just want to share one intimate toast with Ms. Stevens, our faces close together. That's not too much to ask, is it?" Under the Stevens family's icy stares, Conan continued shamelessly, "Foreigners even kiss on the lips as a greeting, don't they? I'm just asking for one toast. I promise, just one." Christina was disgusted that after all his circling, his intentions were so crude. Without hesitation, she re

Blood gushed from Conan's nose and mouth as his head spun from Andrew's strikes. With a powerful kick, Andrew sent Conan's heavy frame sprawling face-first onto the floor. Stepping on Conan's chest, Andrew glared at him and said, "Since you're not into civil conversations, let's try a different approach. Now, how about that apology and compensation?" Terror filled Conan's eyes as the beating had completely stripped away his arrogance. "Please, stop! I'll apologize and pay—whatever you say!" he whimpered, nearly in tears. Even though he had met tough people before, few had ever humbled him like this. As soon as Andrew lifted his foot, Conan scrambled to Irene and Leroy. He slapped himself multiple times, his bloody face full of remorse as he pulled out stacks of cash from his briefcase. "I'm so sorry, please forgive me. Here's money for your medical expenses!" The Stevens family stood stunned. The man who had just been pushing them around was begging for their forgiveness,