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'No!' Leroy screamed in his head, his entire body trembling. On the other side of the room, Christina clutched her face, tears streaming down her cheeks as her clothes were ripped apart by Finley. He grabbed one of her flailing legs and dragged her toward the couch. Despair flooded her face—this was it. They had invited the wolves into their home and brought this humiliation upon themselves. Their family never learned, and they always had to push until disaster struck. "Stop! Stop right now!" A deep, commanding voice thundered from the doorway—Douglas had arrived. Finley, irritated at the interruption, turned and sneered. "Old man, get the hell out of here before I break every brittle bone in your body." Douglas took one look at the scene in the living room, and his face contorted in fury. His voice boomed with rage. "You filthy animals! Do you think the Stevens family is defenseless? I'm warning you—I already called Andy. The second he gets here, you're all dead!" Finley s
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The second Finley and his men bolted, Leroy collapsed to the ground and vomited violently, gagging as he emptied his stomach. It was not enough—he shoved his fingers down his throat, forcing himself to puke even more. He kept going, dry heaving until there was nothing left inside him, until he lay on the cold floor, gasping for breath like a dying animal. "Finley… you Hidden Dragons bastards… you forced me to drink piss… I swear, I'll kill every single one of you!" The sheer humiliation of it made Leroy's blood boil as he clenched his fists and slammed them into the ground. Douglas, trembling with rage, walked up to Christina, his face as dark as a storm cloud. Christina hurriedly pulled her torn clothes together, her lips trembling. "Grandpa…" Douglas struck her across the face hard. "You disgraceful fool! You're the CEO of a company, the face of the Stevens family! And yet, look at what you've done—inviting wolves into your home, practically throwing yourself into their j
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Christina wiped her tears and shook her head. "Grandpa, stop hitting Mom. I'm fine!" Douglas finally lowered his hand and let out a long, exhausted sigh as he sank onto the couch. Irene, still shaken, crawled toward Leroy, her face full of panic when she saw him lying motionless on the floor. "Leroy, are you okay? Please, don't scare me like this—what did those bastards do to you?" Tears of humiliation welled in Leroy's eyes as he suddenly threw his arms around Irene, sobbing. "Mom, I don't want to live anymore! I want to jump off a building! I'll never be clean again!" A terrible thought flashed through Irene's mind, making her heart drop. She immediately reached out, checking his body with trembling hands. "Leroy, did those monsters… did they do that to you?" Her voice cracked as she struggled to get the words out. "Did they… violate you?" If Leroy had been assaulted like that, she had no idea how she would even begin to comfort him. Leroy shook his head but continued s
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Douglas shot Irene a cold glance and sneered. "You fool. Your brain is filled with nothing but greed and shallow ambition—have you ever thought beyond that? You, Leroy, and Christina are all blind to who Andrew truly is and his potential. "Only I saw it. Your arrogant daughter? She was lucky to be with him—she was the one reaching up, not the other way around. But now, it's too late. You let a wonderful man slip through your fingers. "The Stevens family had a chance to rise, and you all threw it away. You deserve your downfall." His voice was filled with regret and disappointment. Christina clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms. "Grandpa, listen to me—Stevens Corporation will still thrive, even without Andrew. I just need time." Douglas scoffed, disinterested, as he stood up and walked toward the door. "Christie, you're just a woman; I know exactly how capable you are. So do me a favor—stop wasting your time fighting meaningless battles and making reckless choi
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Leroy clutched his head, shouting, "I can't live like this anymore!" His body shook as he sobbed harder than any woman ever could. His broad shoulders trembled uncontrollably, his entire frame wracked with helplessness. Christina stood frozen, staring at her mother and brother. The sheer terror and despair in their eyes made her chest tighten, leaving a bitter taste in her mouth. She had never wanted to admit it, never wanted to acknowledge that she was weak or that the Stevens family was weak. She always believed that, with her talent and hard work, she could catch up to Andrew and maybe even surpass him someday. However, the reality was brutal. Just the mention of Andrew's name had been enough to send the Hidden Dragons running in terror. Finley had practically pissed himself and bolted. If it had not been for Andrew's reputation, Christina would be dead by now—Finley would have destroyed her. "You think just begging him, kneeling before him, will make him take you back?"
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Andrew was not in a hurry. Before heading to Rhodes Corporation, he made a quick stop at Natasha's place. Just in time, he caught sight of Aspen changing into a training outfit. Her toned figure and long, straight legs were stretched taut as she trained. The moment Aspen saw Andrew, her attacks on the training dummy became even fiercer. First came the elbow strike and sweeping kick, then a relentless barrage of punches straight to the dummy's face! "Take this! And this!" Aspen shouted, her fists slamming into the dummy over and over again. It was obvious that she was imagining the dummy as Andrew. Natasha strolled over with a smirk and said, "She's certainly training hard, darling, but let me remind you—women can be the definition of ruthless." She continued, "Take Aspen, for example, or the heiress of the Bridgefields' Stevens family. The more you crush her, the more she'll hate you. Hatred fuels ambition. If she ever grows strong enough, she might just turn against you." A
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Andrew chuckled, finding her words utterly lame. "You always say that, but you don't even know when 'someday' will be, do you?" Aspen froze, her face flushing red. Of course, she refused to admit defeat out loud, but deep down, she was suffocating with the realization that there might never be a 'someday'. Even if there was, she could not see a single shred of hope that she would ever turn the tables on Andrew. Right now, his power was so overwhelming that it seemed impossible for her to reach the same level. Moreover, it was not just his insane combat skills—it was the way he toyed with people, the way he always had control, that truly made her shudder. Andrew's smile faded, and his tone turned serious. "You're familiar with Blumedale, right?" Aspen was caught off guard but reluctantly answered, "Bridgefields is right next to Blumedale. I basically grew up there, so yeah, I know it well." Andrew nodded. "Good. Pack up—you're heading there soon." Aspen's eyes widened. "You'
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Aspen clenched her teeth, fury blazing in her eyes as her chest rose and fell with anger. She thought, 'This bastard is despicable, ruthless, and downright vile. I can't believe he actually has the audacity to talk about digging up my family's graves!' She silently cursed at Andrew for being inhuman, scolding him a thousand times in her head. Nonetheless, all that came out of her mouth was a deflated sigh. "Relax. With my skills and connections in Blumedale, I'll have your company up and running in no time." She added, "But here's a piece of advice—money doesn't mean you can do whatever you want. The Driscoll family and the Golding family aren't just some random nobodies. You're just a big shot in Jayrodale, but in Blumedale, you're nothing more than a small-time boss. "If the Driscoll family or any of those powerful clans take an interest in you... Not only will you lose your people, but your money might vanish into thin air too." Aspen smirked as she said it. It was as if she
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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
