Harvey felt the sting of humiliation but could only swallow his anger in silence. He was about to take over the Weller family, and he could not afford to make any mistakes now. Although Finley was a nuisance, Harvey knew that the Hidden Dragons had too much power for the Weller family to risk angering them. Michael stepped forward, playing peacemaker with fake sincerity. "Gentlemen, we're all respectable people here, and the auction is about to begin. Why don't we head inside?" "Fine, let's attend the auction first," Finley replied haughtily. "But my love for Ms. Stevens is as clear as day, and I won't rest until she's mine. Mr. Weller, you'd better do the right thing and step aside!" His arrogant words were another blatant insult. The onlookers silently noted that since Finley came from the martial arts clans of Gabo Creek, no one in Jayrodale would dare challenge his authority tonight. Just then, a Mercedes G-Wagon pulled up forcefully in front of the Radiant Group building
Lauren and Francesca arrived just in time to intervene. Lauren warned, "Mr. Moore, this is Radiant Group's territory. Please think carefully before starting any trouble." "Who cares whose property this is?" Finley roared. "My granduncle is the leader of Hidden Dragons—no one dares to disrespect me!" Andrew felt a headache coming on at these words. These entitled martial arts heirs always seemed to throw around their family connections. Even though he had only encountered Finley twice, the idiot had used the same line over and over again—it was almost laughable. The crowd backed away from Finley's outburst. Though Andrew's appearance had knocked Finley down a peg and given them some satisfaction, no one could deny that Hidden Dragons was still a formidable organization. "Christie, let's go," Harvey urged, pulling at Christina's arm. "Finley's lost it, and Andrew is done for." Christina yanked her arm away coldly. She asked, "So you're scared, Harvey? Andrew might be reck
"Out of respect for me," Silas said calmly, "how about we let this one go?" Finley scoffed, resting his sword over his shoulder with an arrogant smirk. "Let this one go? Sorry, Mr. Vaughn, even if you're personally here to plead, this little punk will bleed out on the spot tonight." The onlookers tensed, shocked that Finley would not even show respect to the auction host. Then again, the Hidden Dragons' reputation was formidable enough to back Finley's audacity. Most spectators silently fretted. If even Silas could not control Finley, Andrew might be in grave danger. However, Silas looked at Finley as if he were an idiot. He barked, "You fool, when I said to let this slide, did you think I was begging you?" The crowd was stunned by Silas' words. Finley froze and darkly replied, "Silas, I don't owe you any respect just because you're Radiant Group's CEO. You'd better back off." Silas raised a finger, nearly poking Finley in the face. "You little brat, you're nothing more t
Christina turned to Harvey with a cold smile. "Didn't you just say Finley would kill Andrew? Things turned out quite differently from what you predicted!" Harvey opened his mouth but could not find the words to explain. He, too, was shocked by Silas' respect for Andrew. "That pretty boy must be riding on Mr. Yates' connections to get such treatment from Mr. Vaughn," Michael mocked dismissively. Harvey quickly seized the opportunity. "That's right! Mr. Vaughn and Mr. Yates are close friends. Andrew is just hiding behind Mr. Yates' influence to save his skin." Finley growled, "Marvin may be Jayrodale's richest man and quite the figure. But if I want to deal with Andrew, he won't dare interfere. This isn't over!" Michael and Harvey exchanged a glance, their eyes brimming with malice and cold calculation. With the brute Finley joining their side, they felt confident Andrew would eventually fall. … The underground auction hall at Radiant Group was not particularly large, but i
As Lauren turned to look at Andrew, she quickly caught the eye of several onlookers. "Yes, there's a small item I'm interested in," Andrew replied with a smile. "Is it a medicinal herb, Andrew?" Francesca asked, and Andrew nodded. "Yes, a Celestial Nymphaea." Francesca thoughtfully explained, "The Celestial Nymphaea is a premium medicinal herb, highly valued by medical experts and serious collectors. Though in Jayrodale, unlike metropolises like Chetvine, there probably won't be many interested bidders—you should get it easily." Just as she finished speaking, the host, Elsie Santana, pulled back a red cloth downstairs, revealing a perfectly preserved Celestial Nymphaea. She announced, "Distinguished guests, tonight's item is quite special. It's not a priceless jewel or a master's artwork, but rather a professionally authenticated medicinal herb that's at least 500 years old—truly a rare find that interested parties shouldn't miss." Despite Elsie's enthusiastic presentation
"Since our distinguished guests don't seem too interested in this Celestial Nymphaea, let's start the bidding at 750 thousand dollars," Elsie announced with feigned disappointment. Her alluring glance across the VIP suites stirred even the initially uninterested buyers into participating. "780 thousand dollars—consider it a favor for you, Ms. Santana!" someone called out. "825 thousand dollars—we must support Ms. Santana, after all!" … The bidding quickly heated up, reaching 900 thousand dollars. Lauren frowned. "Ms. Santana may have fooled these hormone-driven idiots, but these rising prices aren't doing Dr. Lloyd any favors…" Then, she announced loudly, "1.05 million—let me cool things down a bit." Elsie's eyes lit up. "Ms. Rhodes bids 1.05 million! Any other offers? If not, this premium medicinal herb goes to Ms. Rhodes." The sudden jump in price silenced many bidders. It was not that they could not match Lauren's bid, but rather that they were not interested enou
As the auction host, Elsie was fully aware that the Celestial Nymphaea could not possibly fetch such a high price. Even so, she still asked symbolically, "12 million dollars! Are there any other bids? If not, the Celestial Nymphaea will go to Mr. Lloyd!" Elsie could barely contain her excitement, knowing well the astronomical figure was unbeatable. Just then, a mocking voice cut through the air, ruining the moment. "I bid 12.3 million!" A wave of gasps and murmurs swept through the crowd. Everyone realized someone deliberately tried to stir up trouble for those in The Vault. In Michael's private suite, Bane let out a sinister laugh. "Serves them right. If I can't have this precious item, that boy won't get it either." Michael sneered. "I figured Finley wouldn't stay quiet for long. With him stirring up trouble, Andrew will have to bleed money if he wants to win this." The curtain to Finley's box was dramatically pulled aside as he revealed himself, challenging Andrew arrog
Finley laughed out loud. "Mr. Weller, I love how you bid! When it comes to being shameless, you're truly in a league of your own!" Michael chimed in with a booming laugh. "Harvey, you really know your way around an auction. I'm impressed!" In his private box, Harvey's face twisted into a malicious grin as he listened to Finley and Michael's words. His sole purpose was to destroy Andrew, and he did not care if it meant temporarily aligning with Finley. Christina cast a cold glance his way. "Do you really find this amusing?" "Why wouldn't I?" Harvey spat venomously. "After all the times Andrew has messed with me, don't I deserve to make him suffer a little?" Christina shook her head disapprovingly. "I'm not talking about you bidding—it's an auction, after all, and everyone has the right to compete fairly. I'm talking about that pathetic hundred-dollar increase. Isn't that beneath the Weller family's pride?" Harvey shrugged. "I couldn't care less about the Celestial Nymphaea.
Lauren nodded. "I've realized both of these issues too. The Pharmaceutical Division's reputation has tanked, and there's no way to fix that in the short term. But for the second issue, I think we can bring in a well-known spokesperson to endorse our two formulas." Marcus' eyes lit up as he immediately agreed. "That's a great idea, Ms. Rhodes. Our products will gain instant recognition if we get a solid endorsement!" Andrew chuckled. "Getting a spokesperson is a good move. But for our two formulas, it would be best to have an expert in traditional medicine or holistic wellness—someone with real authority in the field." Marcus suggested, "How about we get Mr. Aicker to endorse us?" Lauren shook her head. "No way. Mr. Aicker is the head of the Aicker family. There's no way he'd personally endorse Rhodes Corporation's products." Andrew smirked. "That works out perfectly. I need to drop by Moonlit Apothecary to see him anyway. When we get there, we can ask him about any well-respe
Jerry said, "Mr. Lloyd, Mrs. Rhodes is sincerely asking for your input this time. She really wants you to come in and help strategize." Jerry's voice was urgent. "Like it or not, we're all in the same boat right now. If the Pharmaceutical Division goes under, you're going to take a loss too, Mr. Lloyd." Andrew let out a light scoff. "What, you mean the five billion I invested? Big deal. Even if Rhodes Corporation's Pharmaceutical Division collapses, the rest of the corporation will still stand. "If worst comes to worst, Mrs. Rhodes can just file for bankruptcy and liquidation. Whatever I get back is whatever I get back. And even if I lose all five billion, I couldn't care less." Jerry could not believe how Andrew was dismissing the five billion dollars like it was nothing. Was Andrew even human? His expression darkened as he lowered his voice. "Mr. Lloyd, I understand you don't approve of Mrs. Rhodes' methods. But don't forget—Ms. Rhodes is her daughter. If you ever want thin
Michael had been in his office, getting a little too comfortable flirting with his secretary, when his subordinates suddenly barged in, looking grim. They reported, "Mr. Rhodes, the Weller family is playing dirty! They're openly marketing against us, calling our products garbage that not even dogs would buy. And that scumbag Harvey even hired a professional team to run tests on our products and posted the results online! "Now, the entire internet is trashing us, saying our products are nothing but a cash grab with zero real value. Our Pharmaceutical Division's reputation has completely tanked, and we're being dragged through the mud online!" Shoving the secretary aside, he did not even have time to zip up before he exploded, "What the hell happened? How did things turn to shit this fast? Get me the latest market reports—now!" Grabbing the report, he skimmed through it with an increasingly dark expression. By the time he reached the last page, veins bulged on his forehead. With
Michael grew anxious and blurted out, "Aunt Tiana, why are you asking him? What can he possibly do?" He quickly followed up, "You have nothing to worry about. Even if the Stevens and the Wellers both jump in, I guarantee I'll keep them completely suppressed!" Tiana shot him a cold glare. "I hate when people interrupt me while I'm talking. Right now, I'm asking Andrew, not you. So shut up—that would be the best thing you could do!" Michael's face turned red, then pale. He could not understand why Tiana was turning to Andrew instead of relying on him. He was the backbone of Rhodes Corporation now, was he not? Andrew remained completely unfazed. "Sorry, Mrs. Rhodes, but I don't have any great solutions at the moment. But it's easy to predict that with Stevens Corporation suddenly jumping into Jayrodale's pharmaceutical market, the situation will only become even tougher." Tiana's expression darkened even further. She replied, "Mr. Lloyd, I know you still hold a grudge against
Michael sneered. "When the time comes, I'm going to crush you so hard, you won't even know what hit you!" He truly could not understand why Andrew and Lauren were still bothering to put up a fight. Even with Glorious Pharmaceuticals backing them, he believed there was no way they could produce anything worthwhile in such a short period. Michael had never been more confident. At this point, losing was not even an option. Just then, Tiana called them over. Michael walked up with a smug smile. "Aunt Tiana, what can I do for you?" With his numbers climbing, he spoke with newfound confidence. Tiana's expression was slightly grim as she slammed a document onto the table. "Take a look at this!" Michael frowned and flipped through the pages. The moment he grasped what was inside, his face twisted in anger. "Stevens Corporation is entering the pharmaceutical industry? "And according to this analysis, their products are almost identical to Rhodes Corporation's Pharmaceutical Divisi
Andrew chuckled and said, "No pressure. Even if, down the line, you decide not to work with us or you don't want to handle orders this big, I'd understand. Right now, our products are all investment and no return. No one knows if they'll actually sell. If they flop, that's a massive loss!" He added, "But let me remind you—golden opportunities don't come around every day. When the market is hot, the smart ones soar. Those who hesitate and miss their chance? Well, they'll just be watching from the sidelines." Stephen's eyes flickered, and after a brief internal struggle, he clenched his teeth. "Mr. Lloyd, I'm in!" Andrew shot him a look of distaste. "We're both grown men. Watch how you phrase that—it sounds way too suggestive." Lauren nearly burst out laughing. Andrew was definitely a little sensitive about certain words lately. Stephen let out an awkward chuckle. "Right, poor choice of words. What I meant is that my company is taking this on, Mr. Lloyd. You don't need to go lo
Lauren blinked her big, expressive eyes and asked in confusion, "Why?" Andrew spread his hands and said, "Because I don't think I even went all out." Lauren's expression froze instantly, thinking that Andrew was truly terrifying. Watching as the flirty Lauren quickly turned and fled, her graceful silhouette disappearing in the distance, Andrew felt completely misunderstood. However, he had only spoken the truth. Last night, he had actually held back with Francesca. If he had not, things would have taken a much wilder, more intense turn. … Today was the scheduled delivery day for Stephen's shipment. Andrew and Lauren personally went to oversee the product being sent out. Stephen wiped the sweat from his forehead and grinned. "Mission accomplished, Mr. Lloyd. Please check if everything meets your expectations." Andrew clapped his hands and said, "No need. I already looked it over—good work, Mr. Brunner!" Stephen quickly laughed along. "As long as you're satisfied, Mr. L
Andrew packed up and drove to Rhodes Corporation. Right at the entrance, he ran into Marcus, who had just stepped out of his car. The moment Marcus saw Andrew, he gave him a once-over, grinning from ear to ear. He chirped, "Mr. Lloyd, you're looking great—full of energy and in high spirits!" Andrew raised a brow in surprise. "Mr. Chapman, how exactly can you tell I'm feeling good?" Marcus smirked knowingly. "Mr. Lloyd, let's not play dumb. We're both men. That kind of glow? It's obvious you had a very… satisfying night." Andrew was even more surprised. Could Marcus really tell something like that just by looking at him? Then, it clicked. This department head at Rhodes Corporation might appear serious on the surface, but he was a regular at certain high-end clubs. That explained a lot. Lowering his voice, Marcus chuckled. "Every time I spend the night at a club, I see plenty of like-minded gentlemen walking out in the morning with the exact same look as you. "It's the kin
Lauren's teasing voice came through the video call. "Fran, are you at Dr. Lloyd's place right now?" Francesca's cheeks instantly flushed red. She hesitated for a second before mumbling a quiet "Mm-hmm." Lauren gasped dramatically before covering her mouth with a giggle. "Oh, so that means… Fran, you got the full Dr. Lloyd treatment last night?" Francesca gritted her teeth. "Lauren, you better not laugh at me! Do you even know how close I was to being ruined last night? I can barely walk!" Lauren blinked, looking both impressed and mildly horrified. "Wait… you mean Dr. Lloyd is that intense?" Francesca huffed. "You'll find out soon enough. When it's your turn, let's see if you can handle it!" Lauren snickered. "Oh no, no, no—I hate pain. I'll let Dr. Lloyd go wild with you first, and then I'll swoop in once he's all tired out. That way, I can dodge the first wave of his attacks!" Francesca narrowed her eyes and smirked. "Nice try. Next time, you go first—I'll sit back and