All Chapters of Rising from the Ashes: Chapter 631 - Chapter 640

Marcus was at a loss for words from Andrew's unconventional approach and thinking. It was unlikely that those at Glorious Pharmaceuticals embraced the martial spirit, but rather were fearful of Andrew. After all, he had slapped Kenneth so hard his blood was all over the place—now they have no choice but to obey. Marcus had gained a new level of respect for Andrew, thinking the director of the group was absolutely a force to be reckoned with. "You think you'll do anything to Mr. Brunner? You've hit Mr. Mudge, and you won't be leaving Glorious Pharmaceuticals in one piece today." "Yeah, you should release him and pay a few hundred thousand in medical fees, or you'll be dead before you know it." "Mr. Mudge is Mr. Brunner's right-hand man. Slapping him is the same as slapping Mr. Brunner's face. If Mr. Brunner doesn't deal with you today, I'll eat my shoe!" The executives leading the way were fuming, constantly threatening Andrew. Usually, they were the ones being treated

Stephen puffed on his cigar slowly, then scoffed, "Kid, you hear that? The two ladies don't even care about your life anymore. Now, if you come over here, kneel, and clean my shoes until they shine, and then pay Kenneth half a million in medical fees, I might let you live." Andrew, with Marcus at his side, walked into Stephen's office slowly, not rushing. He glanced around and casually sat on the left side of the couch. "Mr. Brunner, that's a bit much," he said coolly. "I hit him because he deserved it. Besides, he started it, and I only defended myself. Also, Mr. Brunner, you insulted people from Rhodes Corporation's Pharmaceutical Division. I came here to ask for an apology. Is that really too much to ask?" Stephen froze for a second as if he could not believe his ears. Then he sneered, "What? You came here to ask me for an apology? Are you serious? You want to ask me for an apology?" Then, Stephen burst out laughing, like he had just heard the funniest joke in the world.

Stephen said, "By the way, I had a drink with Mr. Garner recently. I've asked him to look out for things concerning my business in South City, and Mr. Garner didn't hesitate—he agreed right away." His words were dripping with arrogance as if he thought being friends with Dylan made him a big deal. Kenneth sneered, "Andrew, do you see just how powerful Mr. Brunner is? He controls both the legal and underground worlds. He's on a first-name basis with underground bosses. What do you have in front of Mr. Brunner? What are you going to play at? The only thing you can play is with your life!" Andrew did not respond to him, but instead, he looked at Stephen and smiled. "Mr. Brunner knows Dylan, huh? You and Dylan are friends, right?" With a puff of pride, Stephen responded, "That's right. Mr. Garner and I are that close. But you, little punk, you're just someone I'll deal with. You're not even worth my time to call him for." Andrew replied, "That's perfect, then. Since you two are c

"Someone, take him out—make sure he doesn't leave here alive!" This was Stephen's turf, but Andrew had the nerve to talk to Dylan like that, ordering him around. Dylan was someone Stephen had to beg for respect, yet this small-time punk from Rhodes Corporation's Pharmaceutical Division was acting like he could order Dylan around. As Stephen commanded his men to move, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head. His whole massive body was sent flying like a ragdoll, crashing into the wooden desk he loved so much. "What the…" Kenneth blurted out. He was stunned to see Stephen get punched out and thrown across the room. Meanwhile, Aspen and Christina's eyes widened in shock. It finally dawned on them that Andrew and Dylan's relationship was more serious than they thought. Stephen groaned, clutching the back of his head and struggling to get up, his face contorted in pain. "Dylan, what are you doing? Why are you hitting me? The one who insulted you is this punk. Take care of him

"This is Mr. Lloyd's way of teaching me, showing care for me. What are you two even blabbering about? Stay out of it and get lost!" Christina and Aspen were stunned. They had been trying to help Stephen, but the head of Glorious Pharmaceuticals was yelling at them instead. Was Andrew really that terrifying? "Dad, please accept my bow!" Stephen suddenly dropped to his knees, calling Andrew 'dad' in a desperate tone. His resentment toward the two women from Stevens Corporation had reached its peak. If it were not for them, he never would have ended up in this mess. He had only agreed to the humiliating poster outside because Aspen had suggested it. That day, Stevens Corporation came to him with three prescriptions, and both parties agreed to work together immediately. However, Aspen added a condition—Stephen had to deal with anyone from Rhodes Corporation's Pharmaceutical Division. Not only would he not cooperate with them, but anyone from their team who came to Glorious Pha