LOGINShare
Chapter 233
Last Updated:
2024-12-17 11:43:46Related chapters
Rising from the Ashes Chapter 234
Kane hung up the phone and shook his head, trying to maintain his composure. At this moment, staying calm was crucial. "Well, well, Mr. Weller Senior. Did something happen? You're looking rather pale," Marvin asked with a smile. Kane and his Weller family members were currently visiting Marvin's territory. Kane forced down his shock and anger, managing a smile. "It's just a minor setback, nothing important. Let's continue our previous discussion, Mr. Yates." "I'm glad it's nothing serious," Marvin replied. "However, regarding your earlier request, I'm afraid I can't help you." Kane frowned. "Mr. Yates, you're Jayrodale's wealthiest man, and your Wealthroller Investments controls the largest capital in the region. You know the Weller family needs funding right now. With just a little help from you, we'll repay tenfold once we recover." Marvin replied flatly, "My group does have substantial idle funds. However, while I can lend to the Rhodes or Aickers or any other organizat
Last Updated : 2024-12-17Rising from the Ashes Chapter 235
Kane thought something was definitely strange about the entire situation. He glared at Andrew with hatred, burning with murderous intent as he said, "Well, well, if it isn't the fool who doesn't know when to quit." He continued, "I didn't even have to track you down. To think you'd deliver yourself right to my doorstep. You injured Harvey, and even Zayne couldn't finish you off. You might have some skill, but before me, you're nothing but a bug I can kill with just a single move." "Like father, like son," Andrew replied with annoyance. "No wonder your idiot son loves to act so high and mighty—he learned it from his sickly old man." A red-faced elder at Kane's side stood up angrily, pounding the table. "How dare you! Show some respect to Mr. Weller Senior, or I'll end you with one strike!" "Mr. Weller Senior, you'd better control your dogs," Marvin said coldly from his seat at the head of the table. "If you don't, I won't hesitate to put them in their place." "Mr. Yates, so
Last Updated : 2024-12-17Rising from the Ashes Chapter 236
"Mr. Lloyd, is it really true that Kane only has three days to live?" Marvin asked in disbelief. Andrew responded flatly, "I might've told him three days, but it could be less. Kane is already in critical condition. The poison has already seeped into his bones." He added, "It's a shame, really. He's been stubborn, refusing to listen to anyone. If it weren't for his solid foundation as a martial artist, he'd have already collapsed." Marvin sighed. "Kane was quite the figure in his younger years. Among Jayrodale's prominent families, he was the strongest in hand-to-hand combat and fearless in a fight. Who would have thought he'd end up like this, wasting away to illness?" Andrew sneered. "His body had been weak for a while, but the real culprit is the recent poisoning." Marvin frowned. "Kane has martial arts experts around him all the time. Who could possibly poison him?" Andrew shook his head. "That's a mystery, but it's possible the poison came from someone close to him. No
Last Updated : 2024-12-17Rising from the Ashes Chapter 237
Dylan was nervous. "Hey, Mr. Lloyd, you've got to stop pulling my legs. If Mr. Yates hears that, he'll literally skin me alive." Andrew smiled slightly. "It's not that serious. Anyway, let's talk business. I can help you, South City, but it's a one-time thing. So, you pick the person." Dylan and his men were confused, glancing at each other. They were unsure of what Andrew meant by "pick the person". Andrew took a sip of tea, then calmly explained, "Pick the person you need me to take out for you." Dylan's eyes widened in realization. He swallowed hard, his heart racing. He could not help but think this guy was too straightforward. Then again, he knew Andrew was indeed capable of being so. "Mr. Lloyd, it's not that we're afraid of the Northern District," Dylan replied, his tone serious. "But Atlas had declared war on us out of nowhere. South City wasn't prepared, and now we're in this mess." Dylan gritted his teeth and said in a bitter voice, "I don't want you to think I'm
Last Updated : 2024-12-17Rising from the Ashes Chapter 238
The man stood still, not even turning around, and said, "Your name is Griffin Soare, and you work for Atlas Giordano in the Northern District. You're ruthless and have killed many innocent people. Am I right?" Griffin did not deny it. He scoffed and replied, "Since I started practicing martial arts, I've killed and maimed so many people, I've lost count. Good, bad, young, old—it's all the same. And you—you sound like you're here to avenge those dead souls. It's a noble thought, but let's see if you can back it up." Finally, the figure by the window turned around. It was Andrew, his face half-hidden in the dim light of the city outside. He nodded and replied, "Since you've admitted it, I'll make your death a quick one." Griffin quickly drew a gun from his waist, aiming it at Andrew with a sneer. "You sure talk big for a guy your size. Do you think you'll get away with it? One shot, and you'll be history." With that, he pulled the trigger. At the same time, Andrew's right hand
Last Updated : 2024-12-17Rising from the Ashes Chapter 239
The men who had previously doubted Andrew and feared he would not be able to handle Griffin now looked at him with admiration. One of them said, "As expected of Mr. Lloyd—he's truly incredible." Dylan, feeling energized, gave orders, "Our chance has come. Mr. Lloyd has removed Griffin, the thorn in our side. Pass the word: while East City is in chaos, have all our men move out immediately. We'll take over the East City turf and not give Northern District any chance!" "Yes, Mr. Garner!" A chorus of approval rang out, their spirits soaring. That night, the underground forces of North and South City clashed in fierce combat. South City launched a major counterattack, and the Northern District was caught off guard, suffering a terrible defeat. Many people were losing sleep, and the night was full of unrest. Among those unable to sleep was Kane, the head of the Weller family. "Dr. Aicker, how is my condition?" Kane asked carefully in his private study. Kane had urgently
Last Updated : 2024-12-17Rising from the Ashes Chapter 240
Soon, Harvey and the stunning Serena entered the study, one after the other. Both kept their heads down, afraid to meet Kane's eyes, which were filled with murderous intent. "Honey, w-what's going on?" Serena stammered, her voice trembling as she spoke first. Kane's cold gaze swept over her curvy figure, then landed on Harvey. Then, he ordered flatly, "Get on your knees!" Harvey forced a smile, trying to hide his nervousness. "Dad, what's going on? Why does it feel like you've changed after seeing Dr. Aicker? Has your condition worsened?" Kane roared, "You bastard, I told you to kneel! Didn't you hear me?" Harvey's smile faltered, and reluctantly fell on his knees, his heart pounding rapidly. Kane coughed violently, barely managing to control himself. His shaking finger pointed at both of them. "You have one chance to confess," he said coldly. "Who poisoned me? Was it one of you, or did you both have a hand in it?" At this, Serena almost collapsed to the floor, her body
Last Updated : 2024-12-17Rising from the Ashes Chapter 241
Harvey sneered. "I know you're angry and confused right now, but don't you think you've deserved this for a long time? You've been sitting on the throne of the Weller family for years, refusing to pass it down to me." Kane's heart burned with fury as he roared, "You ungrateful bastard! Just because you want the title of family head, you think you can do this? Betray your own blood?" Harvey's face twisted into a snarl, his teeth clenched. "Why can't I? Don't you get it, Dad? I've been waiting for this for years. I've had enough of waiting." He added, "If you were healthy and strong, I wouldn't even think about it. But you're not. You're barely hanging on, yet you refuse to pass the title to me. Don't you know how torturous that's been for me?" Kane could not believe his own son wanted him dead. The ridiculousness of it all stung, especially after all the work he had put in. Despite struggling with his illness, he was still trying to pave the path for Harvey for his future. A w
Last Updated : 2024-12-17
Latest chapter
Rising from the Ashes Chapter 397
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
Rising from the Ashes Chapter 396
"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
Rising from the Ashes Chapter 395
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!
Rising from the Ashes Chapter 394
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
Rising from the Ashes Chapter 393
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
Rising from the Ashes Chapter 392
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
Rising from the Ashes Chapter 391
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
Rising from the Ashes Chapter 390
"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
Rising from the Ashes Chapter 389
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
