Chapter 1178
Aspen and Chantelle both gasped in disbelief. They could not believe that Andrew had just toyed with Luna like she was some puppy, offering her a treat, dangling it right in front of her face, and then yanking it back when she reached for it.
Anyone with an ounce of pride would have snapped–and Lana Phelan was not just anyone.
“Playing games on a razor’s edge… Andrew, I’ll be watching,” Luna said coldly. “I’ll watch how you destroy yourself.”
Her expression turned colder than it had been even when confronting Xavier.
With one sharp step, she kicked up a gust of wind and vanished into the air.
It was a clear sign that she was not just leaving, she was unleashing her fury.
“That footwork was terrifying,” Chantelle muttered.
Even Aspen looked shaken.
“Keep acting like this, Andrew, and someone’s gonna hack you into pieces one day!” Chantelle snapped.
After one last angry glare, she stormed off too. Aspen did not have quite the same fire in her. This demon of a man was heartless to her, but at least he was equally dismissive of Chantelle and even Luna.
Somehow, that thought brought a strange sense of peace to her heart.
Inside Serenity Villa, Andrew still felt annoyed. Sure, he had taken down the Black Wolf mercenaries and killed Andarov.
He even killed Seth, which was no big deal.
Yet, none of that seemed enough to make Blumedale’s upper crust actually learn their lesson. It seemed that only pain could bring about change.
Crippling Xavier, the Haywoods‘ golden boy, had been part of Andrew’s plan to give these elite families a much-needed wake-up call. However, Luna had swooped in mid-act and ruined everything.
“Darling, that Ms. Phelan is… terrifying. I really think you should stop pushing her buttons and just lay low for a bit.”
Even Natasha was advising Andrew to stay low.
Aspen sneered. “Madam Vostokoff, don’t bother trying to talk sense into him. If he’s not challenging the world, he’s not Andrew Lloyd.”
Andrew narrowed his eyes. “You sure sound like you’ve got a lot of complaints. Should I take it out on you tonight instead?”
Aspen’s face turned bright red. “Drop dead, you jerk!”
All she did was throw in a comment, and this man managed to twist it into something outrageous.
Just then, Reuben stepped forward. “Mr. Lloyd, as agreed, now that I’ve helped you through this assassination attempt, you’re letting me go free.”
Andrew waved his hand. “Of course. I don’t go back on my word. You’re free to leave.”
Reuben lit up with joy. Finally, he was getting out.
Dylan, however, frowned. “Mr. Lloyd, letting a semi-martial king go just like that… feels like a waste.”
Andrew shrugged. “A deal’s a deal. Besides, semi-martial kings don’t carry much weight in Blumedale anymore.” Everyone fell silent, glancing at each other. They could not deny it–considering the monsters Andrew had pissed off lately, no wonder a semi-martial king felt underpowered.
In Jayrodale, someone at that level could basically play king. But here? It was not even close.
Aspen turned to Andrew. “Now that the wave of assassins has passed, I need to head to the office. I haven’t been in for two days. I need to check on things personally.”
Andrew nodded. “Go ahead. If anything comes up, call me right away.”
After she left, Andrew discreetly instructed Dylan to keep protecting her from the shadows.
Natasha, watching this, spoke with a hint of jealousy. “Darling, you’ve been awfully sweet to Aspen lately.” Andrew replied matter-of-factly, “She’s earned it. Supreme Capital Group is surviving thanks to her leadership.”
Natasha pouted. “And what about me?”
Andrew blinked. “You have your own responsibilities, which don’t clash with Aspen’s role.”
Natasha gritted her teeth. “I will handle my responsibilities, but if I ever catch you sleeping with that cold-on-the-outside, freak-in-the-sheets woman… I swear, I’ll tie you down and have my way with you until you cry!”
Andrew gave a helpless smile. Every single woman around him was a handful, but if they were all this obsessed with his body, he figured he should better make sure he could keep up.
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