With another vicious kick, Raymond's massive body was sent flying across the room, rolling like a ragdoll before slamming into the far end of the hall. With a loud thud, he crashed into the wall and collapsed to the floor, completely unconscious. The entire room fell into dead silence. One by one, the spectators stood frozen, their eyes wide with shock, unable to process Andrew's sheer audacity and brute force. Finley's face twitched in disbelief. "Does Andrew seriously not care about pissing Winston off?" Christina's lips parted slightly. She had known that Andrew had changed, but she never imagined he had grown this fearless. Yet, before anyone could recover from the shock, Andrew did something even more outrageous. He flicked his wrist casually and ordered, "Drag that fat pig over here. He still hasn't kneeled to apologize, and now he wants to take a nap? Not happening." Dylan grinned darkly and strode over, grabbing Raymond by the leg before yanking him across the floor l
"It's over. Mr. Wright is furious, and the consequences will be severe!" someone whispered. "Andrew is good as dead! When Mr. Wright gets angry, it's like the sky is falling!" another added. "I really admire this guy's guts. Even now, he's not begging for mercy on his knees. He must be an idiot to think he's untouchable," a third voice said. The onlookers' gazes toward Andrew were filled with both pity and mockery. If Winston went on a rampage, no one could help Andrew. Whatever Andrew had done to Raymond, Winston would pay back a hundredfold. "Andrew, you might be able to humiliate Mr. Chapman, but in front of Mr. Wright, all you can do is grovel," Aspen said with a cold smile. Andrew remained unmoved by the chatter and discussions surrounding him. He slightly turned his head, glanced sideways at Winston, and asked casually, "And who are you?" The crowd erupted again. They thought Andrew was insane and just too arrogant. Winston had already stepped forward in anger, yet he
Jason's cold, emotionless voice echoed, and the onlookers quickly backed away. They were frightened by the chilling aura emanating from him—it felt like being targeted by a venomous snake. Aspen's face filled with uncertainty as he sized up Jason. She thought Winston's personal bodyguard was impressive, possessing fighting skills matching Gordon's, at the peak senior grandmaster level. It was indeed just as expected from the elite families of Blumedale. Gordon alone was enough to make the Stevens family of Bridgefields walk with their heads high. If Jason was not even the strongest in the Wright family, then the other experts in the family must have surpassed the senior grandmaster level. In an instant, Aspen became absolutely certain that Andrew had met his match. No matter how hard he struggled or how lucky he got, death was inevitable. "How dare you!" Natasha and Dylan tensed up, glaring at Jason. Jason chuckled. "You two wimps—if you don't want to die, move. With your pat
Jason taunted Andrew as he launched a flying kick. Any peak senior grandmaster worth their salt had signature techniques they relied on—Gordon had his deadly Plaguebringer's Palm, while Jason was known for his vicious Unstoppable Chain Kicks. Unfortunately for Jason, he was facing Andrew. The latter simply said indifferently, "What a pathetic trick!" With that, Andrew's right hand shot forward, cutting through Jason's flurry of kicks. In one swift move, he grabbed Jason's ankle and twisted it violently. Jason let out an agonized scream as Andrew snapped his tendon. Large beads of sweat dripped from Jason's forehead as he crashed heavily to the ground, clutching his ruptured Achilles tendon and howling in pain. Everyone was stunned into silence, unable to believe their eyes that Jason had actually been brought down. After all, that devastating chain kick of his could shatter a car, yet Andrew had countered it like it was nothing. Christina's face paled in horror, and she wond
This kind of situation usually indicated only one thing: a high-level expert had unknowingly slipped into their territory. Winston gulped audibly, unable to believe what he was witnessing. "You actually defeated Jason? Impossible! This can't be happening!" He stepped backward, desperately trying to deny the outcome before his eyes. Jason was a personal bodyguard and servant assigned by the head of the Wright family specifically for Winston. The Wright family paid ten million Holtrien dollars per month for his services, plus all the training resources Jason required for his martial development. Yet, Andrew had taken down this ten-million-a-month expert in just a few moves. Even though Winston came from a powerful family, his entire worldview was severely shaken. "My dear boy, nothing is impossible," Andrew said as he approached Winston and delivered a stinging slap across his face. "If it seems that way, it just means your experience is too limited and your perspective too n
"Bring them all here," Andrew said calmly. Dylan immediately had his men drag Raymond, Jason, and Winston over, forcing them to kneel before Andrew. "Andrew! Do you even realize who Mr. Wright is? You actually hit him? You're absolutely—" Before he could finish his rant, Andrew delivered a slap that sent Raymond's head crashing against the floor. His eyes rolled back as he passed out again. The spectators who had gathered to watch the commotion began quietly slipping away. They did not dare linger any longer, not after seeing Winston beaten so brutally. It was only a matter of time before the Wright family's enforcers from Blumedale stormed into Jayrodale seeking vengeance. "Andrew, please calm down," Christina urged. "Winston's status isn't something to be taken lightly. If this escalates too far and catches the Wright family's attention, you could be in serious trouble." Andrew smirked. "Ms. Stevens, are you actually worried about me?" Christina hesitated for a second
Andrew chuckled. "Mr. Wright, it seems you still don't understand your situation." Grabbing Winston by the hair, Andrew slapped him across the face again, his swollen cheeks taking yet another brutal beating. Then, he asked, "Now, do you finally see who should be begging for mercy?" Winston's nose and mouth spurted blood as he was slapped into submission. Never in his life had he been slapped this many times, and Andrew had literally smacked him senseless. "P-Please stop hitting me. W-We can talk this out!" Winston's voice had taken on a whimpering tone as he shielded his face with his hands. Andrew nodded with satisfaction and slowly said, "That's more like it. So let me ask Mr. Wright once more—do you acknowledge your mistake?" Without a moment's hesitation, Winston nodded frantically. "Yes, I was wrong! I'll definitely change my ways completely!" Andrew immediately delivered two more slaps, the sound making Finley, Christina, and Aspen jump with fright. They all thoug
Andrew said casually, "I just remembered—there's still one thing I haven't taken care of."Winston shuddered, his voice trembling. "Andrew, what are you trying to do? I'm warning you—if you go too far, the Wright family will have no choice but to go to war with you."Andrew chuckled. "Relax, Mr. Wright. You're way too afraid of dying, so of course, I wouldn't do anything drastic to you. Now, go on and swallow this Bone-Corroding Poison Pill. That's the only way I'll believe you won't come back to cause me trouble."Winston's face turned pale with terror as he staggered backward. "What? You want me to take poison? No way! I absolutely refuse!"Andrew's expression darkened. "If you refuse, then no one here is leaving today. You all can stay in Jayrodale permanently."Winston's face twisted with rage, humiliation, and helplessness, his emotions shifting wildly.Jason quickly whispered, "Mr. Wright, just take it. Once we get back to Blumedale, the family will definitely bring in a ma
Michael's lackeys stood there, completely stunned. Then, their shock turned into fury. One shouted, "Andrew, you son of a—" Andrew threw another slap, knocking one of them out cold on the spot. "A low-level manager talking back to his superiors—who gave you the courage to bark like a dog?" Without missing a beat, Andrew turned and slapped another man so hard that a tooth flew out. "You think just because I've been quiet, I'm easy to push around? Let me remind you—I'm a board member, not some sickly kitten. If you cross the line, I will make you regret it." Two more slaps rang out, sending the last two executives flying. "A bunch of nobodies daring to insult a department head, a vice CEO, and a board member. I'll let you off this time, but if any of you try this again, I'll make sure you know exactly what it feels like to be paralyzed from the waist down." Andrew moved fast—too fast. In a matter of seconds, Howard and his four high-ranking colleagues were sprawled across th
The man in suspenders lifted his chin arrogantly. "Yeah, I hit her. What are you gonna do about it, Mr. Lloyd?" Andrew's expression remained calm. "Why did you hit her?" The man scoffed. "The Pharmaceutical Division belongs to Mr. Rhodes. Some lowly secretary waltzing in here demanding approval documents? Please. Who does she think she is?" Andrew's eyes narrowed. "Since when did the Pharmaceutical Division become Michael's territory? As far as I know, the director here is still Mr. Chapman, isn't it?" The man let out a mocking laugh. "Does it even matter? Mr. Rhodes is about to become the company's CEO. Once that happens, the entire corporation will be his. "And me? I'm the head of sales for the entire Pharmaceutical Division. Just so you know, that two-million-dollar performance boost? That was all my doing! "So, Mr. Lloyd, my advice? Stop wasting your time. Just step aside and quit dreaming about competing with Mr. Rhodes, or you'll end up with nothing but a mess to cle
Lauren's voice was sharp with anger. "Who hit you? Eunice, tell me—who did this to you?" Tears welled up in Eunice's eyes as she shook her head. "Miss, I'm fine. You don't have to worry about me." Lauren's fury only grew. "I'm asking you—who did this? Tell me, and I promise I'll make sure they pay for it!" Eunice sobbed. "Miss, please don't ask anymore. I don't want to cause you trouble." Just as Lauren was about to explode, Andrew gently pulled her back and reassured her. "Don't get upset. Trust me—I'll make sure Ms. Brooks gets justice." Then, he turned to Marcus. "Mr. Chapman, explain—what happened here?" Marcus let out a sigh before responding. "Ms. Brooks went to the Pharmaceutical Division to get the approval documents, just as you instructed. Michael's lackeys not only refused to process it, but they also ran their mouths and insulted you, Mr. Lloyd. Ms. Brooks couldn't stand it and argued back, but in the end…" Andrew's expression darkened into a cold smirk. "So,
Andrew and Lauren wasted no time. After handling everything at Glorious Pharmaceuticals, they rushed back to Rhodes Corporation. On the drive back, Lauren could not hold back her curiosity. She asked hesitantly, "Dr. Lloyd, I know I shouldn't pry, but I still want to ask… Was it Mr. Yates who helped with the machine?" Andrew nodded. "You could say that. I already realized that Stephen's factory, even though it's the best in Jayrodale, isn't all that impressive. To put it bluntly, they couldn't even get a single advanced piece of equipment. So, I gave Marvin a heads-up in advance and had him figure something out." Lauren fell silent for a moment before whispering, "If Mr. Yates helped you like this, there must be a price, right? For example, maybe he wants to use you to take control of Glorious Pharmaceuticals. And from there, he could monopolize Jayrodale's entire pharmaceutical industry. It's not impossible." Andrew glanced at her, surprised. "Lauren, how did you come up with
Stephen said, "But Mr. Lloyd, you should know that pharmaceutical-grade precision equipment costs a fortune. Most of it is imported, and a single machine alone could easily cost over 100 million!" Andrew nodded. "The equipment has already been taken care of. Once Ms. Rhodes and I leave, you need to head straight to the factory and inspect it." Stephen blinked in disbelief, thinking he must have misheard. "Mr. Lloyd, what did you just say? The equipment is already handled?" Andrew responded calmly, "Yes. It's done. You'll be dealing with a vice CEO from Wealthroller Investments—a major investor in the pharmaceutical industry. He'll be there to assist you and ensure everything runs smoothly." Stephen froze in shock. "Mr. Lloyd, you actually got someone from Mr. Yates' company involved?" Andrew remained indifferent. "No, I didn't ask for help. I gave an order." Stephen's heart skipped a beat. He was smart enough to stop questioning, but internally, his mind was racing. He wond
Grabbing Lauren's delicate hand, Andrew said, "Let's go. We need to make a trip to Glorious Pharmaceuticals and check with Mr. Brunner to see when the first batch of products will be ready for release." Lauren frowned. "The timeline is too tight. I'd say it'll take at least another two weeks." Andrew shook his head. "No, I'm only giving him two days at most." … The two of them quickly drove over to Glorious Pharmaceuticals. As soon as they arrived, Stephen came rushing out with a bright smile as soon as they arrived. "Mr. Lloyd, Ms. Rhodes, welcome!" Lauren returned his smile politely. "Sorry to bother you again, Mr. Brunner." Stephen waved his hands. "Oh, come on, Ms. Rhodes, no need to say that! Being able to work with Mr. Lloyd is an honor. I should be thanking you!" Andrew did not hesitate to walk straight over to Stephen's office chair and sit down, leaving Stephen standing there awkwardly with nowhere to sit. After glancing around helplessly, Stephen finally resigne
Andrew said, "Isn't it obvious? Lauren's biggest support is me!" Marcus' jaw dropped slightly as if he had just been personally attacked. On the other hand, Lauren felt a mix of embarrassment and warmth, her heart fluttering as she looked at Andrew. For the first time, she realized her composed and gentlemanly Andrew had a bit of a rebellious, streetwise streak. Marcus raised his hands in surrender. "Mr. Lloyd, I have to admit—your confidence is actually pretty damn cool!" Andrew shot him a sharp look. "Mr. Chapman, this isn't just confidence. I'm stating facts. Enough sulking. It's time to do something! Let me make this clear—I'll definitely crush Michael!" Lauren and Marcus exchanged glances, unsure of what Andrew had up his sleeve. Nonetheless, neither of them doubted his words. After all, Andrew had proven anything time and time again that no challenge ever seemed to be a real obstacle for him. … Back in Lauren's office, Andrew immediately began assigning tasks. He
Lauren's expression turned ice-cold. "Michael, you're a complete idiot. If you keep running the Pharmaceutical Division like this, you'll ruin Rhodes Corporation's reputation sooner or later!" Michael turned to Tiana, gritting his teeth. "Aunt Tiana, they're still talking down on me even now! It seems not everyone appreciates my contributions to this company. Since that's the case, I might as well step down and let Lauren be CEO instead. I'm done putting up with this disrespect!" Lauren sneered. "Playing the victim now? Michael, you're absolutely shameless." Tiana suddenly slammed the table. "Enough! Have you two argued enough?! Lauren, your time is running out. If you want to prove your products are better, then do it! "If you can't show results, I will hand the CEO's seat to Michael. And if that happens, there's no reason for you to stay in Jayrodale anymore. You should return to Blumedale and focus on preparing for your wedding!" Lauren's eyes burned with frustration and r
Several people in the room who were aware of the senior executive's dirty secrets could not help but chuckle. The man's face flushed with rage as he pointed at Andrew. "You—" However, after sputtering for a while, he did not dare to say another word. The truth was, he already had a deep-seated fear of Andrew. Moreover, Andrew's words hit a little too close to home. He was on the verge of full retirement. With more money than he could ever spend, he had been indulging in his "second youth". Yet, lately, he had been feeling the consequences—blood in his urine was a clear warning sign. He thought maybe it really was time to take it easy. Otherwise, he would end up ruining his reputation in his old age. Tiana scoffed. "Mr. Lloyd, this is a corporate meeting room, not a place for you to run your mouth." Andrew smirked. "Mrs. Rhodes, you're absolutely right. Which is exactly why I don't think it was necessary to hold such a big meeting just to celebrate Bane's three garbage-tier