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Andrew Baron : The Undercover Trillionaire On Top Chapter 212: The Worst Has Happened
Suddenly Mr Roman collapsed The music paused mid-beat as gasps broke out through the crowd. Mr Roman's tall frame crumpled like paper onto the marble floor,right where he standing seconds ago. For a long second, no one moved. Everyone was left stunned as they gawked at Roman's lifless body. Within the blink of an eye , Anastacia’s heels clicked sharply as she rushed forward, hunkering down to her dad's position. Mr Roman lay motionless—eyes rolled back, lips parted, skin already turning a pale shade that wasn’t natural. “Dad!” Anastacia cried, shooking his body for a reponse. “Someone help! Please!” A man in a navy-blue suit pushed through the crowd, dropping beside Mr. Roman with practiced urgency. “I’m a doctor,” he said quickly. “Everyone give him space!” The crowd immediately parted around them. The doctor’s fingers moved fast—checking pulse, lifting eyelids and beginning compressions. His calm voice barked instructions to nearby staff.“Get me a light and keep
Andrew Baron : The Undercover Trillionaire On Top Chapter 213: Cast Aside
Andrew took one slow breath and stepped forward, his gaze fixed on the pale figure lying helpless on the floor . Mr. Roman’s chest barely moved. Time was slipping through their fingers and something needed to be done before it got out of hand .“I can heal him,” Andrew said, his voice steady, filled with certainity and boldness The moment those words fell off Andrew's lips , all eyes shifted to him. Their judgmental piercing gazes, pinned on him .Aunt Monica turned, her eyes sharp and unforgiving. “What do you know about curing disease and saving lives?” she hissed.“Not much,” Andrew replied. “But I can be of help.”The room turned colder with her glare. “Shut that mouth of yours. No one has time for your nonsense.” She snapped angrily Anastacia spun toward him, eyes red and brimming. “You stressed my father out with that little stunt you pulled earlier. This is all on you. Since you arrived, all we’ve had is chaos.” Anastacia yelled , her eyes brimming with hatred toward Andrew
Andrew Baron : The Undercover Trillionaire On Top Chapter 214: Someone Better
Anastasia’s voice trembled as she broke the silence. “How good is he? Will he really be able to heal my father?” She asked , her voice laced with doubt Her eyes were restless, her fingers tightening around the hem of her sleeve as if gripping her last hope. “Of course he can,” Morin straightened, puffing out his chest as if the moment had been scripted for him. “His name is Dr. Vanton Cross.Top of his class, trained in every advanced treatment you can think of. There’s no illness Dr. Cross can’t cure.”Anastasia blinked. “Dr. Vanton Cross?”“Wait—Dr. Vanton Cross?” Aunt Monica cut in, her voice rising with sudden excitement. “I know him!” she nearly shouted, turning sharply toward the others. “He was trained by Doctor Ambrose.”A murmur rippled through the room.“Doctor Ambrose’s apprentice?” someone asked, skeptical, as though the name alone needed confirmation.“You mean the Dr. Cross? The best apprentice of Dr. Ambrose?” another chimed in, their voice echoing with disbelief.“Ye
Andrew Baron : The Undercover Trillionaire On Top Chapter 215: Miracle Worker Indeed
Dr. Cross had arrived.All heads turned as the man stepped in, crisp white coat fluttering slightly as he moved with a kind of polished confidence that demanded attention. His assistant trailed behind, younger, quieter, clutching a sleek black briefcase.Morin stepped forward, straightening his collar and clearing his throat. “This,” he announced with pride swelling in his voice, “is Dr. Cross.”Gasps followed. The Ashton family stared as if royalty had entered their home. Eyes widened. Jaws slackened. It was as though he had summoned a god, not a doctor.“You actually brought him?” Aunt Monica blinked hard, like she didn’t trust her own vision.“You must be joking,” someone muttered from the back. “Dr. Cross? Here?”“Oh my God,” Someone said under their breath. “This is serious.”Dr. Cross gave a slight nod, scanning the room with mild detachment. His gaze was piercing but not unfriendly—more clinical, like he was already diagnosing everyone from across the room.Aunt Monica sprang
Andrew Baron : The Undercover Trillionaire On Top Chapter 216: Deep Mess
As if that wasn’t enough, sweat began to bead on Mr. Roman’s forehead. His chest rose unevenly. His breathing grew heavy, ragged—as though invisible hands were wrapped around his throat. He clutched at the bedsheet, lips parting in desperate gasps. Then, all of a sudden , a thick, dark clot of blood burst from his lips as his eyes snapped shut again.“Doctor! What’s happening? Do something!” Anastacia’s scream filled the room.“Dad… please stay with me—Dad, please…” Her voice cracked, full of fear. She grabbed her father's shoulders, shook him desperately, but he didn’t respond. She dropped beside him, both hands pressing against his chest, as if her touch could bring him back.“ Dad, please wake up .… don’t do this… not now…”The hall went pin-drop silent .Then all of a sudden an uproar of murmur erupted in the hall with each and everyone of the guests faces etched with shock.“What the hell just happened?”“Wasn’t he just fine?”“Didn’t the doctor just treat him?”“He looks worse
Andrew Baron : The Undercover Trillionaire On Top Chapter 217: He Did The Impossible
Murmurs erupted across the hall as Andrew stepped forward once again, his face unreadable, his hands steady."I’ll try to heal him," he said, calm but firm.This time, the protests were weaker—more confused than defiant. Maybe they were tired. Maybe they had already given up hope.Dr. Cross stood off to the side, hands folded, jaw tight. Even he had stepped back after failing ."I need a glass of water and salt ," Andrew said.The room fell into a deep silence as everyone glanced at one another with confusion laced in their gazes.Then a loud scoff from one of the guests, broke the deafening silence ."You again?" someone muttered, loud enough to be heard."You'll kill him before the disease does," said another."He’s not a miracle worker, he’s just desperate."A young boy, trembling slightly, handed him a glass of water. Andrew nodded once in thanks and proceeded to carefully mix the liquid together ."What did you just put in there?" a voice called out sharply.Andrew didn’t flinch
Andrew Baron : The Undercover Trillionaire On Top Chapter 218: The Man Who Did The Impossible
Everyone stood frozen.The whispers hadn't started yet. Only silence. The kind that hangs heavy, like the seconds after a gunshot. And in the middle of it all, Dr. Cross stared at the floor, heat crawling up his neck.He had failed.Not just in front of strangers—but in front of Mr. Roman. In front of distinguished people The salt and water still shimmered faintly on Mr. Roman’s lips, like some kind of joke. And Andrew—an outsider, a nobody—stood with the quiet of someone who had nothing to prove and everything to win.Dr. Cross swallowed hard.This was supposed to be his moment. The one that would make headlines. Dr. Cross, the man who saved Roman Ashton. Instead, he had spent thirty minutes fumbling with wires, shouting instructions, performing tests—and nothing. No result. No sign of progress. Just sweat and rising panic. And now, people would say he did nothing. That he watched while a man poured table salt into a glass and did the impossible.A whisper broke out nearby. A sof
Andrew Baron : The Undercover Trillionaire On Top Chapter 219: Unexpected
The next day came too quickly. It was supposed to be the day of Anastacia and Andrew’s court wedding. After what happened yesterday, the Ashton family had no more excuses. Andrew had done everything they asked . Now it was their turn to keep their word. But Anastacia still hadn’t changed her mind. She didn’t want the wedding. Not to Andrew. Not under these terms. Yet everyone was moving ahead as if her feelings didn’t matter. Andrew stood outside the courthouse, glancing around with restless eyes. His heart beat a little faster each time someone entered the building, but it was never her. He checked the time again. Still nothing. He called her. Straight to voicemail. Again. His jaw clenched. Something was off. She wouldn’t just vanish. Not on today of all days. He dialed again, pacing. "Pick up. Come on, just pick up." Then his phone rang. It was an Unknown number. He answered quickly. “Hello?” “If you want to see Anastacia alive,” a voice said, cold and unfamilia
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Chapter 224: Hades Of Death
Every head turned.Four giants entered, each holding a corner of a massive gold casket. Their faces were empty, eyes blank. They moved slowly, as if under a spell.The casket gleamed in the red light as they carried it to the ring and set it down.Suddenly, darkness enveloped the hall. All lights died in an instant.The crowd gasped. Some screamed. A few chuckled nervously.Then came the sound. A low, unearthly roar that crawled along the spine like insects.It wasn’t music. It was something deeper. Older.Andrew stood still, breathing slow . His body was tense, but his mind was sharper than ever.And then the lights snapped back on.And there he was.Standing exactly where the casket had been.Hades.Seven feet of living nightmare.His chest was bare, covered in black ink—symbols Suddenly, darkness enveloped the hall as the lights cut off all at once. The crowd gasped. A low, guttural sound rolled through the room like thunder. Not music—something older. Something more sinister
Chapter 223: Fight To Death
The next day, Andrew set out for the Shadow Furnace. He didn’t know what to expect. But he wasn’t turning back. He drove in silence as he headed to the address his investigator had given him . After a few hours , he arrived at a lonely path surrounded by silence. No signposts. No lights. Just a one-storey building deserted in the middle of nowhere . Andrew's breath fogged slightly as he parked. The wind outside was cold, but he didn’t shiver. His body was too tense, too wired to feel the air. But something about it felt alive. Breathing. Watching. He walked toward the door. Two guards stood on either side, faces like stone. One held out his hand. Andrew didn’t speak. He simply passed the ID he’d been given—no name, just a symbol. The man looked at it once, then handed him a black mask. “Keep it on at all times,” he said. Andrew nodded. A third man appeared, tall and lean, dressed in all black. He said nothing as he turned and began walking. Andrew followed. They wal
Chapter 222: First Mission
After the court marriage with Anastacia the day before, Andrew’s fingerprint was finally added to the Ashton family system.The next day, he set out to get the documents from the vault .As Andrew reached the metal door . The scanner recognized his print without hesitation. The soft green light blinked, then the heavy glass doors slid open. No alarms. No questions. The guards at the front simply nodded and stepped aside, like he had always belonged.The hallway leading to the vault was quiet. Cold. He could hear his own footsteps echo off the marble floors.He glanced up at the tall portraits lining the walls. Proud men. Blank-eyed. All with the same jawline. The same tight mouths.The vault was where Roman kept the things that mattered. Not jewelry. Not money. But papers. Documents. Truths.Andrew stood before the second scanner. This one was different.Only one man had access here.He pulled out the small case from his coat pocket. Inside, the rubber mold of Mr. Ashton’s fingerprint
Chapter 221: Not as Expected
Andrew’s gaze settled on Morin, flat and emotionless, as though he were already tired of the conversation, as though he hadn't just been threatened.“I don’t have any business with you, Morin. If you don’t tell me where Anastacia is, you’ll be the one choosing which limb to lose.” His voice was quiet. Cold and detached.Morin tilted his head and smiled as if Andrew had just told a joke. “You sure do have lots of guts. But I don’t know of what help that would be to you today.” He pulled a folded sheet of paper from the inner pocket of his jacket, flattened it on the glass table between them, and slid it forward. “Here. This is an undertaking.”Andrew didn’t look down. His eyes stayed on Morin’s face, his expression unreadable.“I’m going to propose this to you as a gentleman,” Morin continued, his voice dripping with mockery . “Sign this and walk away with the five million dollar check. Or…”“Or what?” Andrew snapped, his tone sharp and full of disdain. “I thought I made it clear I’m n
Chapter 220: Planned out
Morin looked away, then back at Anastacia , calm as ever. “I invited some friends to take care of him.” Anastacia’s stomach dropped. “Friends?” “Can you go straight to the point?” She snapped, her voice rising in frustration. Morin's confidence oozed from every fiber of his being as he leaned in close, his voice smooth and laced with a touch of amusement. "Don't worry about that, babe. After I'm done with him, I’ll make sure he signs an agreement to cancel the wedding and leave Jashem City. That way, he won’t be an obstruction to our wedding again." His eyes gleamed with a mischief , his mind already plotting the next steps. Anastasia’s brows creased as she tilted her head slightly. There was something off about the way Morin spoke—too certain, too smooth. “How do you plan on doing that? You were the one who just said how stubborn he is.” Morin exhaled, a heavy sigh escaping his lips, as if she were asking the simplest question in the world. He wrapped his arms around her waist, p
Chapter 219: Unexpected
The next day came too quickly. It was supposed to be the day of Anastacia and Andrew’s court wedding. After what happened yesterday, the Ashton family had no more excuses. Andrew had done everything they asked . Now it was their turn to keep their word. But Anastacia still hadn’t changed her mind. She didn’t want the wedding. Not to Andrew. Not under these terms. Yet everyone was moving ahead as if her feelings didn’t matter. Andrew stood outside the courthouse, glancing around with restless eyes. His heart beat a little faster each time someone entered the building, but it was never her. He checked the time again. Still nothing. He called her. Straight to voicemail. Again. His jaw clenched. Something was off. She wouldn’t just vanish. Not on today of all days. He dialed again, pacing. "Pick up. Come on, just pick up." Then his phone rang. It was an Unknown number. He answered quickly. “Hello?” “If you want to see Anastacia alive,” a voice said, cold and unfamilia
Chapter 218: The Man Who Did The Impossible
Everyone stood frozen.The whispers hadn't started yet. Only silence. The kind that hangs heavy, like the seconds after a gunshot. And in the middle of it all, Dr. Cross stared at the floor, heat crawling up his neck.He had failed.Not just in front of strangers—but in front of Mr. Roman. In front of distinguished people The salt and water still shimmered faintly on Mr. Roman’s lips, like some kind of joke. And Andrew—an outsider, a nobody—stood with the quiet of someone who had nothing to prove and everything to win.Dr. Cross swallowed hard.This was supposed to be his moment. The one that would make headlines. Dr. Cross, the man who saved Roman Ashton. Instead, he had spent thirty minutes fumbling with wires, shouting instructions, performing tests—and nothing. No result. No sign of progress. Just sweat and rising panic. And now, people would say he did nothing. That he watched while a man poured table salt into a glass and did the impossible.A whisper broke out nearby. A sof
Chapter 217: He Did The Impossible
Murmurs erupted across the hall as Andrew stepped forward once again, his face unreadable, his hands steady."I’ll try to heal him," he said, calm but firm.This time, the protests were weaker—more confused than defiant. Maybe they were tired. Maybe they had already given up hope.Dr. Cross stood off to the side, hands folded, jaw tight. Even he had stepped back after failing ."I need a glass of water and salt ," Andrew said.The room fell into a deep silence as everyone glanced at one another with confusion laced in their gazes.Then a loud scoff from one of the guests, broke the deafening silence ."You again?" someone muttered, loud enough to be heard."You'll kill him before the disease does," said another."He’s not a miracle worker, he’s just desperate."A young boy, trembling slightly, handed him a glass of water. Andrew nodded once in thanks and proceeded to carefully mix the liquid together ."What did you just put in there?" a voice called out sharply.Andrew didn’t flinch
Chapter 216: Deep Mess
As if that wasn’t enough, sweat began to bead on Mr. Roman’s forehead. His chest rose unevenly. His breathing grew heavy, ragged—as though invisible hands were wrapped around his throat. He clutched at the bedsheet, lips parting in desperate gasps. Then, all of a sudden , a thick, dark clot of blood burst from his lips as his eyes snapped shut again.“Doctor! What’s happening? Do something!” Anastacia’s scream filled the room.“Dad… please stay with me—Dad, please…” Her voice cracked, full of fear. She grabbed her father's shoulders, shook him desperately, but he didn’t respond. She dropped beside him, both hands pressing against his chest, as if her touch could bring him back.“ Dad, please wake up .… don’t do this… not now…”The hall went pin-drop silent .Then all of a sudden an uproar of murmur erupted in the hall with each and everyone of the guests faces etched with shock.“What the hell just happened?”“Wasn’t he just fine?”“Didn’t the doctor just treat him?”“He looks worse
