Chapter 1838

Rowan looked cold and indifferent. “So what if it is, and so what if it isn’t?”

Evan immediately felt uncomfortable, his voice rising with frustration. “So you do know him?”

Rowan’s cheeks turned a little red as she snapped back, “Evan, what are you trying to say?”

Evan clenched his jaw. “Nothing. I just want to remind you not to forget who you are. Don’t forget what we are to each other. You’re focused on some random nobody, so what does that make me?”

Rowan’s expression dimmed, her tone distant. “I don’t want to talk about this pointless stuff. I’m tired. Let’s head back to the hotel to rest.”

Evan kept pace beside her and tried to explain, “Rowan, I wasn’t trying to interrogate you. I just think that guy isn’t worth your attention. He caused a huge scene earlier, and now he’s on the Yeagers’ blacklist. With their influence in Goldridge, they will come after him. Plus, I’ve heard rumors that Mr. Thornton was recently attacked and is seriously injured. Goldridge is full of danger right now, and it’s not safe. You’re the president of the Onyx Serpents. You should focus on our organization, not waste time on some irrelevant little punk!”

Rowan did not even look back as she replied, “He’s not just some punk. He has a name, Andrew Lloyd. Five years ago, I was seriously ill. You remember that, right? It was he who saved my life and healed me. I just want to find him and thank him.”

Evan scoffed. “If it’s just gratitude, wait until I find his address. I’ll send ten million his way. You don’t need to lower yourself like this, chasing after some nobody with your status.”

Rowan did not answer, but her eyes flickered as she quietly spun through ideas. She was already thinking of ways to ditch Evan and track down Andrew herself. This time, she would not let that pervert who had touched her all over five years ago slip through her fingers again.

Elsewhere, the Yeagers’ scouts realized something was off when Andrew still had not shown up.

One said, “That bastard’s pretty sharp. I’ll have to report to the family that he gave us the slip. But don’t worry. He’s not getting out of Goldridge.”

The scout’s face was grim as he ordered the Yeagers to be notified and then mobilized his team for a full-city manhunt.

Back at the hotel, Andrew realized Lauren and the girls had not returned yet. He pulled out his phone and made a call.

“Hey, honey, we’re out shopping!” Lauren’s voice was cheerful and lively, with background chatter clearly coming from a busy street.

Andrew chuckled. “Alright, just stay safe and come back soon.”

He hung up, then knocked on Zachary’s door next door.

Zachary had already changed into fresh clothes and was just about to head out. Seeing Andrew, he smiled. “Captain, if you’re tired, you don’t need to come with me! I am already qualified and need to meet Mr. Thornton to complete the formal initiation.”

Andrew nodded. “Alright then, I’ll stay behind.”

Zachary grinned. “Yeah, you should rest up here or find Ms. Rhodes and the girls. I’ll have Ruth come with me instead.”

So, the two of them packed up and headed out together. It was obvious that Zachary was thrilled about being accepted into Jerome’s inner circle, which meant everything to him.

And who could blame him? Up until now, Zachary had only been a formality. In martial society, outer disciples were seen as glorified errand boys. Only inner disciples, or personal disciples, were considered true followers of a lineage and guided along their martial path.

Zachary becoming Jerome’s student was a huge leap forward.

Andrew felt genuinely happy for him. After all, Jerome was not just anyone. Even Andrew had to acknowledge that much.