All Chapters of Rising from the Ashes: Chapter 991 - Chapter 1000

At that point, Christina paused and swept a cold glance toward Shawn before letting out a sarcastic laugh. "Shawn, you've been out of Jayrodale for a while, haven't you? Clearly, you have no clue what the situation is like now. "Let me tell you—if Andrew wanted to, he could crush your little Fields family with the snap of his fingers. So if you're the one encouraging Quinton to go head-to-head with him, your family would be the first to get wiped out." Shawn stood there frozen, stammering, "I-I was just… you know, just talking big!" Meanwhile, he quickly rolled up his sleeve to wipe away the cold sweat dripping down his forehead. Quinton let out a cold snort. "Even if Andrew has every advantage—timing, location, and support on his side. If the Wrights really go all in, Christie, do you seriously think he could stop us?" Christina frowned. "If you come in full force, maybe Andrew wouldn't be able to handle the Wrights' top fighters. But have you thought about what that really

"Underground king of Jayrodale? Ha! Never heard of him. What kind of trash title is that?" The two guards did not just ignore them—they started throwing out sleazy insults. Showing up at the Fields family estate and demanding to see the head without even setting foot inside? That was suicide. Francesca's face instantly turned cold as she looked at Andrew with an exaggerated pout. "Andrew, these dogs are seriously disrespecting me. You better make this right, or you're not getting anywhere near my bed tonight." Andrew sighed with a slight headache. When Francesca put on a show, she really committed to the role. He stepped forward and said to the two guards, "I'll give you one shot. Tell your boss that Andrew Lloyd from Moonlit Apothecary is here and wants a word." The guards sized him up, and one of them asked, "You're her man?" Andrew replied coolly, "That's right. Got a problem with that?" The other guard grinned nastily. "Come on, man, quit pretending. We've seen plen

"Our Fields family doesn't even measure up to the Goths," Tony muttered, his voice heavy with dread. "If he could take them down, wiping us out would be effortless." Oliver snapped, his tone biting. "Tony, call that bastard Shawn back. Right now. You heard Andrew. He doesn't want to see that punk anywhere in Jayrodale again. So, we either follow orders—or we prepare to die." Tony's face was grim as he immediately pulled out his phone to call his son. Meanwhile, Oliver said nothing more. He simply turned around and smacked both gate guards across the face. "Mr. Oliver—sir! W-Why are you hitting us?" The two guards were already a mess as Andrew had broken their noses earlier. Now, their swollen lips looked like sausages from Oliver's slaps. Oliver roared, "You two brainless mutts! You can't even tell who you were dealing with! Didn't hear what the man said? He said your mouths run a little too wild, and I'm here to give you some basic training." He landed another round of b

Behind Harvey stood two of the Weller family's senior enforcers. He slowly strutted forward and landed two vicious slaps across Leroy's face. Blood flew as Leroy cried out in pain, stumbling backward. Irene exploded with rage and charged at Harvey, aiming a wild kick. However, Harvey just sneered. "You nasty old hag, I've been holding back on the Stevens family for way too long! Back then, Andrew protected you. Later, Aspen showed up to play the hero. But now? Your precious Stevens family doesn't have a damn guardian left, do you?" With that, he spun and slapped Irene so hard she flew sideways. Short and heavyset as she was, the impact sent her crashing to the ground with a loud thud, followed by her pitiful groans. "Harvey, you and your Weller goons are monsters! You're all going to pay for this!" she screamed through the pain. Christina's face turned ice cold as she stormed forward. "Harvey, you sick bastard—what the hell are you trying to do?" Harvey chuckled darkly. "

Harvey looked both shaken and uncertain. "Andrew, you're really not here to save the Stevens family?" Andrew replied casually, "Not in the mood. Just don't get in my way. Whatever else you people want to do—knock yourselves out." Harvey instantly relaxed. Then, he grabbed Leroy by the collar and resumed the beating with even more enthusiasm. Not satisfied, he nodded at one of the Weller family's goons, who immediately turned and slapped Irene across the face without hesitation. Irene shrieked in pain, "What the hell are you doing? Hitting a woman now? Harvey, you bastard! Are you even human?" Her screams fell on deaf ears as slap after slap rang out. Her head spun, her face swelled, and she broke into uncontrollable sobs. "Christie! Beg Andrew—ask him to help us! Please!" Irene cried out in desperation, her pride now shattered. Christina clenched her jaw, trembling with fury. Even so, she could not bring herself to lower her head and beg Andrew—not after what had just hap