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Michael sneered. "Fortune favors the bold, Bane. Haven't you always wanted to take over the Aickers and replace Cedric? My father has already agreed. In fact, he's even willing to pull some strings for you—help you get in with the Golding family. So, are you in or out? Think carefully." Bane's expression shifted, torn between hesitation and ambition. After a long pause, he let out a sinister chuckle. "You've got guts, I'll give you that. Ruthless—just the way it should be. Fine. Once I take care of Andrew, I'll roll the dice with you and go after Tiana. But you and your father better keep your word. I don't work for free." Michael's eyes darkened. "In Jayrodale, Lauren is fighting me for Rhodes Corporation. In Blumedale, Jameson is fighting my father for the Rhodes family throne. Those two should've been dealt with long ago, but my father and I have been waiting for the perfect opportunity. "Tiana has always been the one standing in our way. She's the only person my father actu
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A storm was brewing in Jayrodale. For Lauren's sake, Andrew knew he could no longer stay confined to this city—he had to extend his reach into Blumedale. Leaving Moonlit Apothecary, he sent a message to Dylan and Natasha, instructing them to meet him in West Side. He needed to strengthen their abilities if they were going to handle the changes ahead. On the drive, his phone rang—Donald was calling. "Mr. Lloyd, I hate to say this, but I failed. I couldn't bring Michael to justice." There was frustration in Donald's voice, thick with unwillingness to accept defeat. Andrew remained calm. "No need to be discouraged, Mr. Warren. Tell me exactly what happened." Donald's tone hardened with anger. "The order came directly from Mr. Thatcher. He commanded Michael's unconditional release. I was furious and demanded to know why, but all Mr. Thatcher said was that Michael had people backing him from above. "I've dealt with plenty of criminals trying to pull strings before, but in the
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Donald sighed in shame. "No, I didn't do anything. I chose to bow my head." Andrew was speechless. "So, in the end, you actually drank it?" There was silence on the other end of the line. After a long pause, Donald muttered, "Mr. Lloyd, goodbye." Andrew had not expected Donald to have such a humiliating past. With a cold chuckle, he said, "Wait a minute. You still remember the name of that Driscoll brat who bullied you, don't you?" Donald gritted his teeth. "Of course, I do. How could I forget? Even now, after climbing my way up to chief commissioner of Jayrodale's police force, I still hate that bastard. But at the same time, I can't shake the fear I felt back then." He continued, "His name is Rafael Driscoll. He was just a spoiled rich kid back then, but now, he's grown into one of the Driscoll family's enforcers." Andrew nodded calmly. "Got it. If the opportunity comes, I'll make sure you get justice." Donald let out an awkward laugh, not taking Andrew's words seriousl
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For martial artists, strength and skill could be enhanced directly through specialized herbal tonics—or even more potent alchemical pills. Nonetheless, whether it was a tonic or a pill, these were luxuries that most people could not afford. Hence, it was often said such a journey was only available to the rich. If one wanted to master martial arts, they needed lots of money. However, having wealth and power was only the foundation. It was not nearly enough to reach the highest levels. Plenty of rich kids trained in combat, but most were nothing more than show-offs. Their skills were shallow, nothing beyond a few flashy moves. When faced with real martial artists, they would not last more than a few strikes. At best, they would get slapped around and humiliated. At worst, they would end up dead. To truly improve, money alone was not enough. One needed someone who could refine and craft the right tonics or enhancement pills. And those alchemists? They were not just rare—they w
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Andrew said, "The two of you already have a solid foundation. This tonic won't do much for you. That's why I've prepared something different—pills, specifically made for you." The moment they heard the word pills, Natasha and Dylan's faces lit up with excitement. They watched eagerly, waiting for Andrew to take them out. However, instead of moving, Andrew simply looked at them and said coldly, "All medicine carries poison to some degree. And pills—especially high-grade ones—are the most dangerous of them all." He continued, "For an ordinary person, swallowing a single high-grade pill could make their blood boil and explode within hours. The reason is simple—these pills contain an overwhelming amount of energy. So don't assume that just because a pill is rare and powerful, it's automatically good for you." Natasha frowned. "Darling, are you saying the ones you made for us are high-grade pills?" Andrew pulled out a small box and placed it on the table. His voice remained indiff
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Andrew hesitated for a moment before saying slowly, "The reason I pushed you to improve your skills across the board is because I have other plans. Very soon, you might face a real test against much stronger opponents." Dylan, completely unfazed, smirked. "Mr. Lloyd, you gave me this life, so whether it's stronger opponents or even Jesus himself, I'll make sure he's running with that cross on his back!" Natasha, more perceptive than Dylan, narrowed her eyes at Andrew. "Darling, you're not about to tell us you've got enemies, are you?" Andrew shrugged. "Wouldn't call them enemies, but chances are, there's gonna be a fight." Natasha chuckled. "In Jayrodale? Please. I doubt there's anyone here who could even try to take you on. The Wellers, the Rhodes—none stand a chance against you. Even Mr. Yates on our side, so who else could you possibly be up against?" Andrew smiled. "Just because I don't have rivals in Jayrodale doesn't mean I don't have them elsewhere. For example, the Go
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There was no way around it—no one in the room could afford to bear the brunt of Tiana's wrath. Yet, at the same time, there was nothing they could do to fix Rhodes Corporation's current crisis. Hence, they could only stand there in silence, listening as she vented her fury. Michael finally lifted his head and could not help but say, "Aunt Tiana, none of us wanted this situation to happen either. Yelling at us won't change anything—we've all done our best!" Tiana's icy gaze snapped to him, and she let out a sharp laugh. "So, you're saying that Rhodes Corporation should just sit back and wait for its downfall? We should just watch as our reputation and profits continue to spiral until there's nothing left?" Michael clenched his jaw. "This is obviously the work of someone orchestrating an online smear campaign against us. But I believe if we keep our heads high and stay firm, public opinion will eventually shift, and this whole mess will blow over." Tiana slammed her hand on the
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Michael felt a deep sense of frustration creeping up and let out a cold laugh. "Aunt Tiana, of all people, Andrew is the last person you should be asking for help. Who does he think he is? Like he could actually save Rhodes Corporation? The moment trouble showed up, he disappeared without a trace!" Tiana smirked. "Oh? So if Andrew isn't capable, does that mean you are?" Tell you what—if you can contain the media backlash and turn the pharmaceutical division around, I'll make you CEO on the spot. How about that?" Michael's face darkened immediately. While Tiana made it sound like she was giving him an opportunity, in reality, she was humiliating him in front of everyone. Her words did not just question his abilities—they made it clear to the entire room that Michael simply was not on Andrew's level. That was the only reason she could afford to make such an offer. Michael clenched his teeth. "Fine, Aunt Tiana. I admit, I can't fix this mess. But Andrew? He's even worse—he doesn
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Andrew waved a hand dismissively. "I don't have time to explain everything to you, and even if I did, you wouldn't understand it anyway. You just need to know this—if you want to save your father, then do exactly what I tell you to." Logan looked uncertain and shot a quick glance at Chantelle as if to ask, "Who is this guy you brought along, and what's with the ego?" Chantelle's face darkened. "Mr. Keller, this man is Andrew Lloyd—he came at Mr. McCormick's recommendation. But honestly, you don't have to take him seriously. Just carry on with your own plans—ignore him." However, Logan shook his head and turned toward Andrew. "Dr. Lloyd, go ahead. Tell me what you need. As long as it'll help my father, I'll make it happen." His respectful tone stunned Chantelle. She wondered if Logan was out of his mind for believing Andrew just like that. Andrew smiled. "My request is actually pretty simple. If I'm going to treat your father, I expect to be compensated. So, I want access to al
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Chantelle could not lash out, so she gritted her teeth and quickly followed behind. Inwardly, she made a mental note to report this arrogant clown to Derek later. To her, Andrew was reckless, so full of hot air, and completely unworthy of trust—nothing but a showboating jester. … Inside the main hall of the Keller residence, the place was packed with people coming and going. A group of specialists and renowned doctors stood gathered, their brows furrowed as they exchanged anxious whispers. One commented, "Mr. Keller Senior's condition is strange—truly bizarre!" "Exactly. His entire face is paralyzed. Even his tongue won't move. He can't swallow even a spoonful of medicine!" Another chimed in, "And the worst part? No one can get within three feet of him. The second anyone tries, they get attacked—some left with cracked skulls, others… well, some didn't make it." "Jeez! That serious? Who would dare try to treat him now? No matter how much the Keller family is offering, it's no
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Chantelle was behind the wheel while Andrew rode along in the passenger seat as they headed out to treat Derek's old friend, George Keller. The atmosphere inside the car was tense, with Chantelle's resting expression as frosty and detached as ever, her face practically carved from ice. Andrew was not the kind of guy to throw warmth at a wall of cold, so he simply stayed quiet, staring out the window at the passing streets. After holding back for a while, Chantelle finally could not resist and let out a mocking laugh. "Mr. Lloyd, what a clever move—create your own mess, then try to get Mr. McCormick to step in and clean it up for you. Don't you think you're playing with fire?" Andrew smiled. "Playing with fire? Nah, I don't see it that way. At this point, I'm pretty much one of Mr. McCormick's trusted men. So if the little guy's getting targeted, doesn't it make perfect sense for the boss to step in and fix it?" Chantelle was momentarily stunned before letting out a scoff. "An
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Derek said coldly, "These elite families and old-money clans have been feasting off Blumedale like it's their private banquet. They think they can gorge themselves for life, rule without question, and remain unchallenged. "But as long as I'm the one calling the shots in this province, they don't get to do as they please!" Chantelle was startled. She had not expected Andrew to actually ignite Derek's fury. She silently cursed, 'This idiot is already useless on his own, and now even worse, he's using Mr. McCormick as his shield? It's despicable!' Derek turned to Andrew. "Mr. Lloyd, don't worry. Those arrogant bastards—I'll handle them and make sure you get justice. But the reason I brought you here today is something more urgent. There's a matter I need your help with." Andrew lifted a hand and said, "Mr. McCormick, say the word. If I can help, I will." Derek nodded. "Here's the situation—an old friend of mine suddenly found himself fighting for his life. We've brought in nearly
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Andrew said indifferently, "I was just being honest. I don't see how that counts as a joke. And besides, didn't you dress up to please Mr. McCormick's eyes?" Chantelle, who usually stayed cool as ice, immediately felt her temper flare. "You…" Andrew could not be bothered to deal with her. Without waiting for any announcement, he pushed open Derek's office door and swaggered in. "Uncouth brute…" Chantelle gritted her teeth and followed behind him with a scowl. Derek's office, just like his reputation, was simple and understated. Aside from two traditional landscape paintings and a few framed family photos, Andrew did not see a single decorative item inside. "Mr. Lloyd, you're here—please, have a seat!" Derek stood up with a warm smile the moment Andrew walked in. Andrew chuckled. "Mr. McCormick, you're the top official in Gabo Creek Province. If you're personally welcoming me, I might start getting a big head. You go ahead and sit—I'll manage just fine." Derek took his sea
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The red Ferrari sped down from the mountaintop of The Sovereign Residences, tires slicing through the breeze with precision. Aspen sat in the passenger seat, hesitating for a while before finally speaking. "That Xavier… turns out he's Seth's older brother, and even worse—he's a full-blown colonel. Andrew, a colonel in the military is basically a god to most people. You'd better… watch your back." Andrew hit the brakes and stopped right in front of the gated entrance of The Sovereign Residences. He turned with a grin. "Aspen, are you worried about my safety?" Aspen scoffed, gritting her teeth a little. "Worried is a stretch. I'm just giving you a heads-up. And don't act like it's nothing. We haven't even cleaned up the mess with Seth and Mr. Parks." She added, "And now you've provoked the Haywoods' golden boy too? All I can say is—way to add fuel to the fire." Andrew said flatly, "One loser or 100 losers, there's no real difference." At that moment, the two martial arts guard
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Ethan refused to let it go. He pointed at Andrew, cursing under his breath. "Kid, I'm not gonna stoop to your level. But if I actually wanted to deal with you, you wouldn't even live to see the sunrise tomorrow. You better believe that." Xavier stepped forward and looked down at Andrew with a calm, superior gaze. "I can see you've got some skill. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been able to stand up to my younger brother, Seth. "But here's a word of advice—you've made too many enemies. And your attitude? It's practically begging for trouble. Sooner or later, it'll catch up to you." Andrew raised a brow. "So that scumbag Seth is your little brother, huh? That means you're from the Haywoods." Although Xavier tried maintaining a cool, aloof front, a hint of arrogance still slipped through his mask. "I'm the eldest son of the Haywoods. Go ask anyone on the streets of Blumedale—see if there's a soul who doesn't know the name Xavier Haywood." Andrew shook his head. "Sorry, but I'm not
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Andrew replied coolly, "Alright, fine. I did do it on purpose. But the only reason I chose the room next to yours was so it'd be easier for you to wake me up in the mornings. Nothing more—so don't go overthinking it." Aspen crossed her arms and let out a cold laugh. "You think I'm buying that?" Andrew shrugged. "Whether you believe it or not doesn't matter. Even if I asked you to warm my bed at night, would you dare say no?" "You…" Aspen was instantly at a loss for words. Her cheeks turned pink as she silently fumed. She was sure that the bastard Andrew was still lusting after her body. Andrew seemed to read her mind and scoffed, "You dumb woman. Don't flatter yourself. Do you really think the only reason I went through the trouble of snatching Serenity Villa from Zachary and picked the room next to yours was just to sleep with you?" As Aspen let out a sarcastic chuckle, Andrew headed downstairs, adding, "I did it because you're weak. If you got yourself killed because of on
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Aspen ran through every room and checked out the front and back of the house. By the end of it, her legs were sore. Even so, instead of feeling tired, her delicate face was lit up with excitement and wonder. "Hey, this place is hands-down the best, fanciest, and most expensive location I've ever seen in my life!" she said, rubbing her aching calves while smiling up at Andrew. Andrew replied casually, "Judging by that smile you can't wipe off your face, I'm guessing you're falling in love with it?" Aspen pouted. "Saying I'm not would just be lying to myself. Serenity Villa is clearly the kind of estate that money alone can't buy. A place like this… I'd say only the top families in Blumedale are worthy of it." Andrew let out a dismissive snort. "Don't put those so-called Blumedale elites on a pedestal. Serenity Villa isn't some heavenly paradise. Just remember—the view from the top is always the most breathtaking. And Blumedale in Gabo Creek Province? That place barely makes it t
