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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
Andrew Baron : The Undercover Trillionaire On Top 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
Andrew Baron : The Undercover Trillionaire On Top 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
Andrew Baron : The Undercover Trillionaire On Top 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
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Chapter 190 : Legendary Gift
“Wow, is this for real?”The voice came from somewhere in the crowd—sharp, amazed, full of disbelief.It wasn’t just one person. More followed.“Is that not a Chang Hon sword?”Their words bounced from wall to wall, rising like a wave, spreading fast.The murmurs had turned into something louder now—excitement, curiosity, reverence.All eyes were on Coin.He stood in the center, calm, poised, perfectly aware of the attention wrapped around him like a cloak.In his hands, he held a long object concealed in a black wrap.The way he held it—like it was something sacred—made everyone lean forward.“It is my pleasure to hand this over to you, Father-in-law,” Coin said with a slight bow, extending the object to Mr. Roman.Every word was measured. Every gesture rehearsed.He knew exactly what he was doing.Mr. Roman’s eyes lit up with wonder, his fingers trembling slightly as he accepted the gift.He smiled—slow, wide, impressed.There was admiration in his eyes, the kind that only came when
Chapter 225: Set Out On A Mission
Two days later, Andrew set off for Jashem City after saying his goodbyes to Benita, her arms lingering a little longer around his shoulders, her eyes trying to memorize every line of his face before he turned and disappeared through the gates.He had no idea when he would see her again, and part of him knew deep inside that there was a chance he might not come back the same man he was when he left.During his long, sleepless nights of research about the Ashton family, he had stumbled upon the news that they were hosting an engagement party at their estate in two days' time, a lavish celebration meant to unite two powerful families in blood and influence.Andrew leaned back in his chair the night he found out, tapping the screen of his laptop slowly, the wheels in his mind already beginning to turn with dangerous precision.He decided then that he would attend the party himself, not as a man seeking vengeance or justice yet, but as a quiet observer hidden behind a mask of courtesy.It
Chapter 224: Pride Goes Before A Fall.
His voice, once proud and sharp, broke down into pleading.“I-I’m sorry,” Amik stammered, hands trembling, “Please… I didn’t know… If I had known… I swear, I wouldn’t have…”He looked up at Andrew like a drowning man begging for rope. “I was wrong. I was so wrong. Please forgive me. Just one chance, just one.”But Andrew didn’t move. He didn’t speak. He didn’t show the rage they had mocked, or the power they had denied. He only looked at Amik with the same quiet calm that had shaken them all to the core.It was that stillness that made it unbearable.“I didn’t know,” Amik repeated, now more desperately. “I didn’t mean it. I didn’t know who you were!”Amik begged harder, his voice growing more frantic. He promised anything, everything—money, favors, loyalty—but deep down, he knew it was too late.It was all his fault .His voice was shaking, words tumbling over each other, but Andrew’s expression didn’t change.There was no mercy in his eyes.He had given him chances. He had shown rest
Chapter 223: Disaster
Amik laughed, loud and careless, the sound ringing through the room. “Don’t tell me you actually believed what this lowlife just said?”He tilted his head, smiling as if he had just witnessed the most ridiculous lie of the century. His words dripped with mockery, his voice full of arrogance. He spoke like a man too sure of the air he breathed, too unaware that it could be taken from him.He looked around for agreement, waiting for the others to join in, but his laughter began to echo back at him. The room didn’t laugh with him this time.There was a pause. A long one.Then a voice snapped through the silence like a crack in glass."He was telling the truth!" one of the men shouted back, his voice cracking with urgency, and instantly, every pair of eyes in the room jerked toward the television mounted on the wall.And just like that, nothing else in the room mattered anymore.The screen lit up with the red-and-white logo of a news station known for breaking high-priority corporate up
Chapter 221: What If ....?
Andrew slowly took the phone away from his ear, his thumb still resting on the screen.He didn’t blink. He didn’t move. His face stayed calm—too calm.But the room around him was not.Suddenly, loud laughter exploded in the air, sharp and mocking.It was cruel. It was on purpose. Each laugh was louder and meaner than the last, filled with pride and disbelief.They weren’t just laughing at what he said.They were laughing at the idea that someone like him could say it and actually believe it.One of them clapped loudly, almost choking in his amusement. “You hear that?! He cancelled the contract,” he managed to gasp, slapping the armrest beside him. “The bloody contract! What’s next? He owns Jashem too?!”Another man snorted and leaned in, eyes glinting with ridicule. “Only the chairman can make that call. And last I checked, the chairman doesn’t wear cheap jeans and second-hand shoes.”The laughter doubled. It wasn’t just sound—it was assault.“You must really enjoy embarrassing yourse
Chapter 220: Not Just A Threat
Andrew was slightly taken aback himself, though not in the way they thought. He hadn't known Amik had partnered with his company. Not because it wasn’t important, but because he hadn’t been keeping up. The CEO had begged him to visit the Jashem branch, to see the numbers, the growth, to meet the new partners. But Andrew hadn’t had the time—or the interest. He had poured his all into that company . He’d built it brick by brick. And when it began to rise, he didn’t cling to it. He didn’t need to see its shadow to know it still stood strong. He set it up to grow without him. He had built ten branches in the ten cities. Each one planted like a seed with deep roots.He had no idea the Jashem branch had grown so much. That it now commanded this kind of attention. That it had the clout to make or break careers.Andrew chuckled softly.The world is small. Smaller than pride.Still, he wouldn’t use it against the man. Not yet. He wouldn’t tamper with Amik’s contract.But he would give him
Chapter 219: A Small World
Silence fell in the room, Thick and heavy .No one spoke, not even Amik.Every man in that lounge had gone still, as if suddenly realizing they’d been standing beside royalty and hadn’t known it.Every man in that lounge knew exactly who he was now.“This is Amik Brandon, the CEO of Amiklin Corp” One of the men said out loud , his voice trembling with amazement “Of course it's him !” Another yelled in astonishment Amik Brandon.The man the whole of Jashem was buzzing about. The man whose name had been plastered across every media channel four days ago after the shocking announcement that A and U Group had partnered with him.A partnership of that level was unheard of. Almost mythical. Every tech CEO in the city had been trying for years to get A and U’s attention, and yet somehow, Amik had done it. Practically overnight, he'd become Jashem’s newest obsession. People wanted to know how he pulled it off. Was it innovation? Was it bribery? Was it sheer luck?It didn’t matter.He was n
Chapter 218: Lower Class
Mr. Amik stood firm, eyes narrowing as Andrew prepared to walk past. His presence wasn’t loud, but the tension in his stance spoke volumes. To him, the idea of this plain-dressed stranger cutting ahead was nothing short of an insult. It wasn’t just impatience—it was disbelief. And somewhere beneath it, bruised pride that refused to bleed quietly.In Jashem City, you could size a man up before he even spoke. The city was built on performance, and everyone knew it. Wealth was never silent. It sparkled in diamond watches, strutted in limited-edition suits, and screamed from behind tinted luxury cars. That was the code. That was the order. And in this order, no rich man dressed in a shirt and faded jeans.So Amik didn’t need confirmation. He didn’t need names or stories.He had looked at Andrew, made a decision, and moved on.Lower class. Clearly.And now that man was stepping in before him?He felt his chest tighten with fury, the kind that didn’t explode—but boiled. His pride, swollen
Chapter 217: Mr. Torino
Andrew decided to meet with Mr. Torino, the man Cain had mentioned—the one who supposedly held answers about the crimson herb. Whether the man could be trusted was still uncertain, but at this point, Andrew knew one thing for sure: the deeper he went into this web, the more every move mattered. When he arrived at the office, he saw five other men already seated in the narrow waiting area. They didn’t look like ordinary clients. Their suits were crisp, their silence loaded. Men like these didn’t sit in waiting rooms unless they were waiting for something very valuable—or someone very powerful. And none of them seemed like the type to be kept waiting for long.Andrew took a seat without a word. His eyes didn’t scan the room. He didn’t acknowledge anyone. There was no point in drawing attention to himself when all he wanted was information. His thoughts were elsewhere—fixed on the herb, Cain’s warning, and now this mysterious Mr. Torino.Minutes passed.He was still thinking about Ca
