Andrew said, “And I don’t want her meddling in my affairs either.”

Logan nodded and wisely said no more. Now that things with the Driscoll family had completely reached the breaking point, it was either kill or be killed.

Andrew was determined to destroy the Driscoll family completely. If Luna got involved, she would only do things that irritate Andrew.

“Mr. Lloyd, we have news from Mr. Potter!” Duncan suddenly exclaimed with great joy.

Andrew’s eyes turned cold. “Go on.”

Duncan immediately replied, “Scarlett is still staying at the Driscoll family’s main base, recovering from her injuries, but there’s another major Driscoll family figure we can target. It’s Edison Driscoll, Maurice’s uncle, another top-tier expert in the Driscoll family.

“This old bastard is extremely arrogant and is currently representing Maurice, commanding all the Driscoll family vassals throughout Gabo Creek. He’s gathering experts from various regions outside Blumedale to come and support the Driscolls!”

Andrew said calmly, “Let’s start with him. Tell both the Dragon Kings to move faster. The ones I really want dead are Maurice and Scarlett; those two are the main targets.”

At the Driscoll family’s main base, the atmosphere was tense and heavy. Everyone was on high alert, people constantly moving in and out, delivering updates. Martial artists from across the region arrived in silence, their faces grim as they came to await orders.

“Have we made contact with Walter yet?” Maurice asked from his study, his tone sharp as he planned their next moves. “Once he’s back, he’ll take command, and tonight, we’ll level Serenity Villa.”

A member of the Driscolls‘ Shadow Division stood outside the door, replying respectfully, “Mr. Driscoll Senior, there’s still no word from Mr. Burke.”

Maurice gave a cold snort. “The Hopkins residence is practically next door to Blumedale. It’s only half a day there and back. What the hell is he doing?”

The subordinate looked embarrassed and shook his head.

Maurice’s frown deepened. “What about Joe? Did he follow orders to head to Goldridge and take charge there?”

The subordinate gave an awkward laugh. “Mr. Driscoll said he’s busy and doesn’t have the time.”

Maurice slammed his fist on the desk, his temper finally snapping. “That ungrateful brat! The family’s in crisis, and he’s out there fooling around. Have you even checked what he’s doing?”

The subordinate’s face went pale, and he stammered, “I–It seems… he’s chasing a woman. Every morning, he gets up early to drive her around.”

Maurice nearly exploded, his voice rising to a roar. “Tell him to get his ass back home today! Scarlett is on the brink of death, our family is being humiliated, and he’s out there pursuing a woman. I’ve spoiled him his whole damn life, and now it’s time he actually does something for the family.”

“Y–Yes, understood!” the man stuttered.

Just then, another Shadow Division member slipped in silently.

“Mr. Driscoll Senior,” he said, voice trembling with fear.

Maurice’s gaze turned razor sharp as he glared at him. “What now? You all act like someone died. If you can’t give me a straight answer, I’ll bury you in the garden and let the flowers feed on you.”

The man’s mouth went dry. “Mr. Driscoll Senior… Mr. Burke, h–he’s been killed.”

Maurice’s brows twitched violently, and his voice cracked. “What did you say? You son of a bitch, say it again! What happened to Walter?”