Chapter 170

Francesca snapped, “Let go of Dr. Lloyd immediately, Harvey. You led the Stevens family into disaster; how is that his fault? If you’re so tough, why don’t you take it out on them?”

Harvey gritted his teeth. “You must have used underhanded methods to succeed with West End, didn’t you?”

Andrew replied mockingly, “Wow, Harvey, you’ve got me all figured out. Yes, we used some ‘clever tricks’—that’s how we made money while you got left in the dust.”

Harvey roared, “You’re a powerless, insignificant doctor! Where did you get your information about West End?”

Andrew chuckled. “Oh, you know, I just asked around town. Everyone knew about it. I’m surprised you didn’t, Harvey—you must be losing your touch.”

“Are you messing with me? Do you have a death wish?” Harvey snarled, waving his fist threateningly.

“Harvey!” Francesca barked, stepping forward. “If you dare touch our deputy chief, I’ll ensure you don’t leave Jayrodale General Hospital in one piece.”

Harvey sneered. “How the mighty have fallen, Francesca. I can’t believe you’re defending this loser. Even with the Aickers backing him, taking him down would be child’s play.”

“Enough, Harvey!” Christina commanded. “Let him go. Haven’t you embarrassed yourself enough as Jayrodale’s supposed elite?”

She couldn't believe the usually well-mannered Harvey was throwing a tantrum like a child, behaving so unreasonably.

Harvey’s face darkened as he shoved Andrew away. “Watch your back, Andrew. So what if I lost some money? The Weller family has plenty—I could burn millions without blinking.”

“If you’re that rich, why do you look like your world just ended?” Andrew taunted. “Though I guess when you’re already drowning in debt, what’s a few million more?”

Harvey’s suppressed rage exploded. He swung his fist at Andrew’s face. “F*ck off, you worthless piece of trash!”

“Look out!” Francesca cried.

Andrew swiftly countered with a kick to Harvey’s chest, sending him sprawling backward. Harvey crashed to the ground with a heavy thud. His glasses flew off, and he lay there, utterly humiliated.

“You bastard!” Harvey howled, scrambling to his feet. His face twisted with fury as he retrieved his glasses and replaced them. “How dare you touch me! I’m Harvey Weller, heir to the Weller family! You’ve got a death wish!”

Andrew strode forward and delivered two sharp slaps to Harvey’s face. He said coldly, “You think your fancy title means anything to me? And the Weller family? They’re just as worthless in my eyes.”

Francesca watched in shock, surprised by Andrew’s ferocity. While Harvey was despicable, the Weller family’s power was undeniable. Furthermore, Harvey was known throughout Jayrodale as a scholar and martial artist, trained since childhood.