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The auction continued late into the night, with many guests still buzzing with excitement. The attendees could not stop discussing the two spectacular bidding wars that had taken place earlier. Without exception, all the drama centered around someone named Andrew. Michael turned to Harvey with a consoling tone, saying, "Harvey, cheer up. After all, the crown still ended up in your hands." He added, "Sure, Andrew may be insufferable, but in the end, he backed down and didn't dare compete with you." Harvey's forced smile looked more painful than genuine. He did not think Andrew backed down. Instead, that bastard had pushed him to the absolute limit with his underhanded tactics. Of course, Harvey did not say his thoughts aloud. Despite the burning rage in his heart, he maintained a gracious facade as he accepted Michael's attempts at consolation. Finley let out a cold snort. He spat, "This guy's got some nerve. Not only did he offend me, but he also showed complete disrespect to
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Andrew remained unaware of the conversation between Silas and Elsie. Even if he had known, he probably would not have cared. "Back so soon, Dr. Lloyd? Don't tell me Ms. Santana didn't ask you out?" Lauren teased, batting her eyelashes at Andrew. "I don't have time for that," Andrew replied with a weary sigh. Lauren pouted. "So she did make a move on you! Hmph! She's got some nerve trying to compete with me for a man—she's way out of her league." "Andrew, Elsie is the belle of the Radiant Group," Francesca chimed in. "She's the most sought-after woman in Jayrodale's elite society, with several prominent family heads vying for her hand in marriage. Why did you turn her down?" Andrew shrugged casually. "I'm not interested, and we barely know each other. Simple as that." Francesca laughed. "Well, that's quite straightforward of you. But if word gets out, playboys like Finley and Michael will say you're unappreciative!" "Harvey's probably itching to propose to Christina with t
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"Harvey, I really can't marry you," Christina stated firmly. The color drained from Harvey's face as his hand holding the crown began to shake uncontrollably. Even Irene and Leroy panicked at her response. "Christie, what nonsense are you talking about? That crown is worth 18 million dollars! Do you think proposals like this grow on trees? Just accept it first!" Irene exclaimed frantically. "Yeah, Christie," Leroy chimed in. "At least say yes and get the crown. If you really can't stand him later, you can always change your mind!" Christina ignored her family's shameless greed. She looked at Harvey with unwavering seriousness and said, "Harvey, I don't think we're ready for marriage right now. I'm sorry, but I really can't accept this crown." The reality of rejection finally hit Harvey. "Christina, I'll give you one more chance. Choose your next words very carefully," he growled, his voice a mixture of humiliation, rage, and hysteria. The Weller family had stretched the
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"Nobody's going anywhere, or I'll kill you myself," Harvey snarled menacingly. As the Stevens family tried to leave, Harvey snapped his fingers, and over 20 of the Weller family's bodyguards rushed in, surrounding the three of them. Irene nearly lost her balance from fear, trembling as she spoke, "Harvey, what are you doing? You're going to make Christie hate you forever!" Leroy puffed up his chest and asked, "Are you sure? You may be powerful, but you can't force someone to marry you!" Harvey's eyes blazed with fury as he strode forward and struck Leroy repeatedly across the face. When Leroy tried to fight back, one of the bodyguards knocked him down with a brutal kick, leaving him writhing in pain. Neither Irene nor Christina had expected the Weller family to resort to violence. Irene rushed at Harvey, screaming, "You monster! I'll tear you apart!" Harvey's face twisted into an ugly sneer as he struck Irene, sending her spinning to the ground. She screamed hysterically,
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Christina thought of Andrew, but she hesitated as she reached for her phone. Asking Andrew for help now would be like admitting she was wrong—completely, devastatingly wrong. Worse, it would mean humiliating herself in front of him, shattering her pride and leaving her dignity in tatters. All the harsh words she had thrown at him before would come back like daggers, cutting her deeply and leaving her scarred. Harvey noticed her hesitation and sneered. "I know what you're thinking—you're hoping that loser Andrew will save you, right?" He leaned closer, his tone dripping with mockery. "Christina, you really want to play the saint and the sinner at the same time, huh?" He added, "You're the one who chased Andrew away and handed me the chance to step in. And now, you're thinking of begging him? Don't you have any shame? Can you really bring yourself to grovel like that?" Harvey's cruel words struck a nerve, and Christina's face turned ashen. He laughed darkly, his grin wide wi
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Serena sneered. "Ms. Stevens, what an impressive display. It's one thing to reject the future head of the Weller family to his face, but now you're even ignoring Mr. Weller Senior's orders?" She continued, "Do you really think the Stevens family is strong enough to challenge the Weller family?" Christina's face darkened, but before she could respond, Kane slapped the seductive woman beside him across the face. "Silence! Family affairs are not for a woman like you to interfere with. Get out of here!" After dismissing his wife, Kane turned back to Christina with a warm smile. "Christie, you and Harvey have been seeing each other for some time now. It's normal for young people to have disagreements, but it hasn't reached the point where you two should end things. Why don't you go home and rest for now? I'll have Harvey come by later to offer a proper apology." Christina shook her head, her disgust for Harvey reaching its peak. "I'm sorry, Mr. Weller Senior, but I can't do that.
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Harvey's expression turned grim. "Dad, I know everything you've said is true, but the issue is… I didn't get the crown for 3 million." Kane's brows furrowed deeply. "What did you just say?" After all, he personally went to the Radiant Group auction to intimidate the bidders. Was Silas, Radiant Group's CEO, bold enough to disrespect the Weller family? Harvey hesitated, stammering as he explained, "Well… Initially, the crown was mine for 3 million—it was practically a done deal. But then some bastard barged in out of nowhere and started bidding against me like his life depended on it. The price shot up and kept climbing until it reached more than 15 million… so, well—" Before Harvey could finish, Kane's face turned deathly pale. His hand trembled as he pointed at his son. "What did you just say? You spent more than 15 million dollars?" "You ungrateful brat! Didn't I warn you not to go over 7.5 million at most? Are you trying to ruin the financial stability I worked so hard to m
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Jayrodale General Hospital. Andrew had just stepped into his office when Francesca walked in, her expression a mix of curiosity and mischief. She teased, "Dr. Lloyd, your old flame's family is staying at our hospital." Andrew raised an eyebrow. "What happened? Did someone get hurt?" Francesca pouted. "Oh, so you're still hung up on her? Seems like you care about her a lot, don't you?" Andrew sighed. "It's not like that. I'm just surprised, that's all." With a light scoff, Francesca explained, "Christina's fine. But Mrs. Stevens, that feisty old hag, and Leroy were nearly beaten to death. Christina looks completely out of it—pale and helpless. Since you two have a history, maybe you should check on her." Andrew chuckled. "You didn't sound like you wanted me to see her earlier." Francesca puffed out her chest and replied with a haughty tone, "I don't want you to get tangled up with her again. But you're the hospital's deputy chief, and visiting patients is part of your job.
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Natasha trembled but stood her ground. "Andrew, I know I'm no match for you, but I'm not someone to be trifled with either. You at least owe me some compensation." "What do you want?" Andrew asked with an amused smile. "I'm not greedy—just give me some of that medicine," Natasha said, her eyes lighting up as she held out her hand. Andrew chuckled and tossed her a small vial. "You say you're not greedy, yet you ask for something money can't buy." Natasha's face lit up with delight as she examined the vial's contents. "Well, at least you have some conscience," she said, carefully tucking it away. Her eyes roamed over Andrew's form as her cheeks flushed. "I have one last request. If you agree, then I'll be yours forever." "Let's hear it," Andrew said with a laugh, "but I'm warning you—nothing excessive!" Natasha stepped closer until she was nearly pressed against him and whispered, "Andrew, I want to be your woman. I've never submitted to many men, but you're different. Take
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"Has West End lost all its pride?" Conan demanded. Natasha waved her hand dismissively and gritted her teeth. "Everyone out—I can't blame anyone when I'm simply outmatched. I underestimated him, and even if you all attacked together, you'd just be throwing your lives away." Conan and the other two men reluctantly withdrew, but this time, he remained stationed right outside the door. He wanted to be ready to rush in if Natasha needed help, though he knew they stood no chance against someone who could defeat her. "I admit now that you surpass me in both combat skills and intelligence," Natasha said blankly. "You even have mysterious connections with Marvin and Mark. I can't beat you, Andrew, so do what you will with me." For the first time, Natasha felt utterly defeated. She had never underestimated Andrew, but she had clearly misjudged him completely. She had admired him and wanted him to work for West End, believing her status, charm, and fighting prowess would be enough to t
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Natasha's bedroom was in complete disarray. She lay on the floor, drenched in sweat with disheveled hair and blood at the corner of her mouth, her face ghostly pale. Her half-open eyes glared at Andrew with intense hatred, while he sat casually on the couch, sipping his tea as if nothing had happened. Unlike Natasha's battered state, not a single thread on Andrew's clothing was out of place. "Wait, so you two weren't… you were actually fighting?" the bearded enforcer asked in disbelief. Another West End thug added in shock, "How is it possible that Madam is injured?" To them, Natasha had always been an invincible fighter, yet now she lay helpless on the floor, thoroughly defeated by Andrew. Conan shot an angry glare at the bearded enforcer and his companion. "Weren't you just saying how much fun she was having? Stop standing there like idiots and help her up!" The two men rushed forward to assist Natasha, but she impatiently pushed them away. "Get out! All of you get out!
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Andrew's fingers struck with precision, targeting pressure points that sent waves of intense pain through Natasha's body. "Darling, no! Please, stop! I was wrong—I'm sorry! I can't take it anymore. It hurts so much!" "Ahhh! Stop it, please stop! Don't do this anymore!" Natasha cried out, her voice switching between desperate wails and hysterical laughter as the unbearable pain pushed her to the brink. The excruciating pain caused Natasha to writhe on the floor. She crashed into the couch and coffee table, making loud thudding noises that echoed through the room. … In the hallway outside, several heads peeked around the corner, intently watching Natasha's door. Conan led the group, his weathered face twisted with concern as he whispered, "Something doesn't sound right about this." One of the West End enforcers chuckled. "Come on, can't you tell? Madam is just having a good time!" Another man with a scruffy beard joined in with a knowing chuckle. "Exactly! Madam Vostoko
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Andrew remained seated on the couch, his expression unchanged, as he raised his leg to intercept Natasha's attack. "You won't even stand up? Fine! If you're going to disrespect me like this, I'll have to teach you a lesson!" Natasha's chest heaved with anger. Her combat abilities surpassed Dylan's, and she was just a hair's breadth away from matching Atlas. Yet, this arrogant young man would not even bother to get up from his seat to face her attack, which felt like a direct insult to her pride. She transformed her claw-like strikes into palm strikes, alternating blows aimed at Andrew's chest. Without even looking, the latter countered with two palm strikes of his own, and their hands collided with two dull thuds. Natasha felt an overwhelming force transmitted through Andrew's hands, causing her to stumble backward. Meanwhile, Andrew remained as steady as a mountain on the couch, even taking a moment to pick up his teacup for a casual sip. He commented, "I'm surprised that a
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With frustration written across her face, Natasha gritted her teeth. She had decided it was better not to show off her strategies in front of Andrew anymore, wanting to avoid further embarrassment. Andrew ignored her visible discomfort and said calmly, "I want you to understand that anything gained through deception and betrayal will eventually become too hot to handle and turn to dust. That's the lesson history has taught us time and time again." Natasha scoffed. "Fine, I can't argue with you. But you have to admit that two-thirds or more of Jayrodale's underworld is now under my control. Either you and Dylan submit to my authority, or you'll face death!" Andrew shook his head and replied, "You're seeing things through rose-colored glasses. While Dylan might not be able to handle you, I can take you down with a single move. That's another lesson I want to teach you today—that in the face of absolute power, no amount of schemes or clever tricks will work." Natasha paused, then
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After her initial shock, Natasha's face flushed with embarrassment and anger, refusing to back down as she questioned him. "Alright, you call yourself a master physician. Then let me ask you this—why did I still get injured in my fight with Atlas after taking the Blood Surge Pill? And now you're accusing me of faking it?" Andrew's lips curled into a mocking smile as he replied, "Is that so hard to figure out? The moment you got back, you took a high-quality healing pill. Judging by your complexion, it must've been a top-tier Vitality Pill. These pills can quickly replenish energy and restore blood, bringing you back from weakness in no time." "Well, am I wrong?" Andrew's tone was dripping with sarcasm as he stared at Natasha. Natasha fell silent for a long moment before clapping her hands, a rosy blush spreading across her face—there was not a hint of weakness left in her demeanor. "No wonder Dylan swears unwavering loyalty to you. Even I have to admit defeat before you, darlin
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"At this point, West End can't even send out a proper representative," Andrew stated emotionlessly. "Since you're treating me like I don't exist, I'll kill you first, then have a chat with Natasha." "Mr. Lloyd, please don't go too far!" a voice suddenly thundered from behind. "Conan, done watching the show from your hiding spot?" Andrew smirked as he released his grip and kicked the tattooed giant toward Conan. Conan's face twitched. He knew the tattooed giant was one of Natasha's most fearless fighters, young and skilled in hand-to-hand combat, yet Andrew had broken him so effortlessly. "Please follow me, Mr. Lloyd. Madam Vostokoff will see you now," Conan said coldly. Andrew sneered. "Oh, now she's willing to meet after this show of force?" "Mr. Lloyd, West End has already absorbed Atlas's territory," Conan stated angrily. "If you were smart, you wouldn't have come here." "So, if I hadn't shown up, Natasha would just take everything herself?" Andrew's face remained expr
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Andrew's patience had run out as he spoke in a cold tone. "One last time—tell Natasha to come out and talk now." The tattooed giant mocked, "Or what? What can you do? Andrew, you might have some history with West End, but if you think that gives you the right to make demands, you're in the wrong place." As he moved to push Andrew away again, the other guards snickered. With Atlas' fall, Natasha had become Jayrodale's most powerful underground leader, and they could not believe this man's audacity in challenging West End. Suddenly, a sharp crack echoed through the air—the sound of a wrist being broken. The tattooed giant let out an agonizing scream. "My hand! You broke my hand! Get him! Attack!" The fifty-over guards stood shocked for a moment before charging forward with angry shouts. Andrew's face turned cold as his leg swept out. Screams filled the air as the first wave of guards went flying, their faces meeting Andrew's foot. The tattooed giant, his wrist still in Andrew
