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"Anytime, anywhere—if I want to take her, I can," Andrew said coolly. "For example… right now." As Davon stared with envy, practically drooling with jealousy, Andrew turned to Aspen and said, "Come here. Kiss me." Aspen blinked like she misheard him and asked in disbelief, "What did you just say?" "I said come here and kiss me," Andrew repeated, his expression unreadable. Aspen's face flushed a deep red from her neck to her ears as she snapped, "Andrew, you bastard! How could you ask me to do something like that in front of others? Have you lost your mind?" She honestly started to wonder if Andrew had lost it. Just moments ago, he said he had no interest in touching her, and now he wanted her to kiss him in front of a disgusting creep like Davon. What kind of twisted taste did this demon have? Andrew's face turned cold. "Aspen, you better think very carefully. Are you going to follow my command, or not? Because you already know what happens if you refuse." Aspen's face
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Without drawing attention, the two of them headed down to the hotel's ground-floor cafe for a bite. "That guy's been tailing us since we got back earlier," Andrew said casually, his tone relaxed as he picked at his food. "From the way it looks, he could be from the Haywoods' club, or maybe Davon's people. It could also be someone sent by the Goldings—it's hard to say right now." Aspen sat across from him, lowering her voice as she asked, confused, "Which one are you talking about? It feels like everyone's got their eyes on us." Andrew replied calmly, "At the moment, only one person's been watching us. He's behind you, slightly to your left. You idiot, it's enough to know—don't turn around and look." Aspen huffed. "Ugh, fine! No need to snap at me!" They sat for a while longer, chatting as if everything were normal. Then, Andrew suddenly stood and said, "Alright, the Stevens family just came back. Let's follow them." Aspen quickly rose with him as they trailed behind I
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Irene sneered, "If you're jealous of Leroy and Christie, just say it. Look down on us all you want, but what has Andrew even bought you?" Andrew replied calmly, "Nothing much. Just handed her a multi-billion-dollar company to play with." Irene froze for a second, then burst into mocking laughter. "Andrew, would you cut the crap? You? Open a company like that in the capital? Billions? Please. Do you think you're some young heir from a legendary family or something? Even those rich boys don't talk this big!" To Irene, a company worth billions was pure fantasy. That amount could buy her life a hundred times over. There was no way a backwoods punk like Andrew could ever afford something like that—not in this life or the next. Andrew shrugged. "Whether you believe or not is none of my concern." Just then, the elevator arrived. They all stepped inside and rode it up. Leroy took out a room key card and grinned. "Hey Andrew, ever stayed in a presidential suite? Our room's going for
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Seth shook his head and said, "Mr. Parks, this happened on my turf, so naturally, I'll take full responsibility. But Aspen is off-limits, as she's my woman. I can promise you this—I'll cripple Andrew and make him crawl to you on his knees to beg for mercy. You can do whatever you want to him then, how about that?" Davon growled, "Not a chance! That punk Andrew beat me up mercilessly. As the Vice CEO of Phoenixdream Enterprises, there's no way I'm letting him off the hook. But more importantly, if I don't get Aspen in my bed soon, I'll lose my damn mind." Seth's expression darkened. "Mr. Parks, you're pushing it. By rights, since the fight happened in my club, I'm offering to take care of Andrew for you. But as for Aspen, it's fair game. May the better man win. Whoever has the power to claim her, gets to keep her. Isn't that fair?" Davon's face twisted. "Mr. Haywood… you too? You're into that woman?" Seth replied without hesitation, "Of course. I'm not just interested—I'm dead s
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"But your club better line up ten beautiful women to serve me around the clock for a full week—no interruptions!" Davon demanded. Seth replied coolly, "Not just ten. I can give you 20 if you think you can handle it. Anytime you want." Inwardly, Seth was disgusted by the bloated pig in front of him. If Davon had not been a longtime VIP client, Seth would have kicked him out a long time ago. This loser wanted to compete with him for Aspen? Not a damn chance. He would not even let anyone kiss the ground Aspen walked on, let alone touch her. From the moment he first laid eyes on her, he had already decided—Aspen would be his and his alone. Davon sneered, "One more thing, Mr. Haywood—you better be careful. I saw Andrew fight with my own eyes. He took down Rufus without breaking a sweat. You better bring your A-team to that hotel." Seth pointed at himself and scoffed. "Please. I am the A-team. Every single direct descendent of the Haywoods could end that little punk 100 different
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"I'm telling you, those two are in serious trouble," Leroy muttered. Christina said blandly, "They've made too many enemies, and now they're targets of a bounty from the Goldings. As long as Andrew stays in the capital, it's only a matter of time before someone takes him out." Irene let out a cold laugh. "Good! He had it coming. Didn't he strut around like a king back in Jayrodale? Now look at him—tail between his legs, hiding like a mutt in the capital!" Right then, someone pounded violently on the suite door. Irene shouted, "Who the hell is banging on the door like that? Leroy, see who it is. This hotel's got some nerve—I'm filing a complaint and charging them for my emotional trauma and stress damages!" Leroy was just as annoyed. Cursing under his breath, he stomped toward the door. However, before he could reach for the handle, the entire door flew inward with a deafening crash—kicked clean off its hinges. The heavy panel smashed straight into his face, knocking him dow
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The underling who had led the way rushed to explain, "I swear, Mr. Haywood, I personally saw Andrew and Aspen enter this exact room!" Seth's face twisted with fury, his voice low and cold. "Damn it all… We've been played. Andrew lured us here on purpose. That bastard set us up." Davon, meanwhile, had his eyes locked on Christina with a hungry grin. "Mr. Haywood, forget Andrew and Aspen. This might've been a screw-up, but I call it a lucky one. Look at this beauty—she's no less than Aspen, maybe even hotter. You wanted Aspen? Fine, I'll take this one for myself!" Seth glanced at Christina and had to admit—she was stunning. "My apologies, Miss," he said, adjusting his tailored suit with practiced charm. "My men got a little overzealous just now. Please don't worry—I'll take full responsibility for the injuries your family suffered." Christina was not having any of it. Her fury erupted. "Take responsibility? You psychos broke my brother's legs! What the hell does an apology me
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Quinton said firmly. "Don't worry. Dr. Lake is already on the way. Your mom and Leroy will be okay." Christina looked at her family, broken and bleeding on the floor, and fury surged through her chest. She said coldly, "I don't blame you for this, but the fact remains—these people attacked us out of nowhere. There has to be consequences." Quinton spun around and slapped Davon hard across the face twice. Davon hit the floor, blood pouring from his nose and lips as he screamed in pain. Even so, he did not dare fight back, not against Quinton. However, with venom in his voice, he growled, "Andrew, you bastard! This isn't over!" Seth's eye twitched. Quinton was the most respected heir in the capital among the Five Apex Families. Seth was not even close to his level, so all he could do was force a smile and mutter, "Quinton, I take full responsibility for this mess. I'll personally make it right with this young lady." Quinton snorted. "There's only one way you make it right.
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"No, that's not my kink." Chantelle's voice was sharp as she glared at him with clenched teeth. "I just figured that if you were stupid enough to try something on me, I'd finally have a reason to end you myself." Andrew raised a brow, still amused. "Can I ask… have you ever actually dated anyone before?" Her tone went cold. "Once. It didn't last." "Only once?" Andrew said, surprised. "Sounds like the guy couldn't keep up." Chantelle gave a humorless laugh. "He couldn't. Before we got together, I made the rules clear—no touching without permission. But that jerk was even worse than you. "The moment we were official, he tried to grab my chest and whispered disgusting things. So I broke both his arms, shattered his legs, and dumped him into the water." Andrew winced. "So… you killed the guy?" She scoffed. "I wanted to. Unfortunately, he got lucky. Some fishing boat pulled him out of the water before he drowned." Andrew shook his head. "Still can't figure out how Mr. McCormi
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"Not many people have legs that can rival yours," Andrew admitted, gaze trailing down. "But as it happens, I know one. Lauren Rhodes—the Rhodes family's eldest daughter. Her legs are… something else." Chantelle narrowed her eyes. "I've heard of her. But you're talking like you've seen them for yourself." Andrew smirked. "Oh, I haven't just seen them. I've felt them." Their back-and-forth continued as Chantelle's layers disappeared one by one until she stood in only her undergarments. She took a deep breath, wanting desperately to disappear. After all, it was the final layer, and her private parts would be exposed. Andrew's voice cut in, calm as ever. "If I may suggest… start with the top." Chantelle glared. "Why?" He replied evenly, "Because if I'm not impressed, I might not ask for anything more." Surprisingly, that made some kind of warped sense. If this shameless man found her average, maybe—just maybe—she would not have to bare it all. Chantelle took a breath, bit
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Just the word 'strip' was enough to make Chantelle's face instantly flush a deep red. She never imagined that one day, she would be forced to strip in front of a man, especially one she had always looked down on and dismissed without a second thought. She noticed Andrew adjusting a phone on a stand nearby, and a sudden wave of dread washed over her. "What are you doing? Don't tell me you're planning to record this," she said, her voice sharp with suspicion. Andrew nodded with satisfaction, checking the perfect angle on his phone. "Of course. A beautiful moment like this deserves to be captured. This way, I can replay it whenever I feel nostalgic." Chantelle's eyes flared with anger and embarrassment. "You're lucky I'm even letting you look. Recording it? Forget it." Andrew shrugged casually. "I knew you'd say that. That's why the setup's just for show. Now… your performance, if you would." He leaned against the doorway, arms crossed, expression smug. Chantelle's fingers tr
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"Dr. Lake, if you want to add more, go ahead," Richard replied coldly over the phone. "Money talks—and the more you offer, the faster that punk dies." … "Andrew, going up against Mosby brings you nothing but trouble," Chantelle said with a frown as they drove. Andrew's tone turned sharp. "He's the one who keeps provoking me—I didn't ask for this." Chantelle shook her head. "Even so, you should've handled it with more discretion. Mosby's been in Blumedale for years. His connections, his influence—you can't just sweep that aside. "Even if you want to challenge his reputation in the medical field, it doesn't have to happen overnight." Andrew scoffed. "Mosby? A respected authority? Let me be blunt, Ms. Garcia—you won't believe me, but to me, Mosby's just another loudmouthed nobody." Chantelle blinked, then let out a laugh, though it was laced with anger. "You're right. I don't believe you." Sure, Andrew had performed brilliantly today by saving George, and it was indeed an i
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"Andrew, do you even realize you're playing with fire right now?" Chantelle, just about to start the car, froze and turned to him with furious eyes. Andrew raised a brow with a smirk. "What's wrong? Is the great Ms. Garcia—the darling of Mr. McCormick—planning to go back on her word now?" Chantelle stiffened, her face darkened, clearly ready to argue back. Before she could, a crowd had already gathered around the vehicle. "Dr. Lloyd, please wait—we have some medical puzzles we'd love your insight on!" Someone said, "Your skills today were extraordinary, Dr. Lloyd. I'd be honored to call myself your student!" "Who would've thought that someone like you would appear in Blumedale? One day, Dr. Lloyd, you'll be leading all of Gabo Creek Province's medical field!" Even Andrew had not expected this wave of praise. These elite doctors had specifically come to celebrate his success, and he was rather amused. "Please, everyone, make way. My medical skills really aren't anything sp
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"So I had to take a different approach to get the medicine into his system," Andrew said calmly. As he spoke, he picked up the large bowl of herbal decoction Chantelle had prepared and placed it over the flame. The concoction soon began to boil, releasing a rich herbal aroma as steam filled the room. The medicated vapor slowly rose and enveloped George's entire body. Mosby scoffed. "And here I thought it was some groundbreaking technique—turns out it's just herbal steaming! Even I can do that." Everyone could tell he was just trying to stay relevant. Normally, his usual entourage of bootlickers would have chimed in with praise. But this time, no one said a word. Mosby turned to look behind him, only to see that the doctors who once flocked around him were now focused entirely on Andrew, their expressions full of admiration. They had already dismissed Mosby completely as if he were no longer in the room. "You'll need to do this treatment once every three days," Andrew instruc
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Logan was stunned. He rushed forward in shock. "Father, you're awake?" George forced a small smile. "Not only am I awake, but I've never felt this clear-headed before. It even feels like my martial cultivation just had a breakthrough!" The crowd of expert doctors, including Chantelle and Mosby, was frozen in place, completely dumbfounded. No one could utter a single word, as they were too stunned to react. Andrew gestured for Logan to help George onto the couch, smiling as he said, "Mr. Keller Senior, the energy corruption has already been cleared from your system. Now you'll just need some medication to aid your recovery, and your body should return to normal. "However, your vitality and spiritual energy were badly depleted—it'll take a few months to fully recover." George looked at Andrew with genuine admiration. He asked Logan to help him sit up, then turned solemnly and said, "I'm already grateful just to be alive. But to come out of this without losing an ounce of my life
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Mosby explained, "But undoubtedly, his mind must be utterly exhausted and his spirit completely drained! Whether or not he wakes up will be the real challenge. If he doesn't regain consciousness, he'll become nothing more than a hollow shell." As he spoke, he cast a deliberately sinister glance at Andrew. If George remained in a vegetative state, then Andrew would not just be blamed—he would probably be executed on the spot by the Keller family. Yet right then, Logan turned to Andrew with genuine sincerity and said, "Andrew, all of us in the Keller family saw what you did for my father. Don't worry—even if he doesn't wake up, you'll still be honored as a benefactor of our family." Mosby could not believe what he was hearing. "Mr. Keller, how can you say that? If Mr. Keller Senior doesn't wake up, Andrew should be held accountable for a grievous crime!" Logan, however, had already seen through Mosby's jealousy and hostility toward Andrew. He responded calmly, "Mr. Lake, this is
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Andrew ignored all the shouting around him without batting an eye. Once everything he requested had been brought in, he began the treatment without delay. "Mr. Keller Senior, brace yourself for some pain," he warned calmly. With that, he slowly inserted golden needles into the top of George's head. Chantelle's voice turned serious. "Andrew, the head is the most delicate part of the human body. It's where the nerves are most complex—what you're doing could have serious consequences." Andrew replied evenly, "Mr. Keller Senior's condition stems from a mental collapse, and the mind resides in the thoughts—the thoughts in the brain. So, treatment has to start there." As he explained, his hands moved with precision. Soon, the crown of George's head, right in GV20, was covered in golden needles. Then, he pressed two acupoints on George's chest with careful control. A flicker of relief finally appeared on George's agonized face. Logan asked cautiously, "Andrew, why did you target
