Andrew was not ready to give up and kept pressing. "Sure, you’ve got money, but without people, what’s the point? Don’t you want revenge? Don’t you want to hit the Driscoll family where it hurts? And can you honestly protect that much cash all on your own? Come on… Right now, the Driscoll family’s Shadow Division is in my Serenity Villa. Your base just got wiped out, so this is the perfect time to blow off steam. Come kill a few to honor your fallen men."

Aaron cursed. "Damn you, Andrew, you actually talked me into it. Hell, you’re right. Right now, I’d love to use Maurice’s head as a urinal. I can’t get to that old dog yet, but I can sure as hell kill a few Shadow Division bastards to honor my men."

Andrew chuckled. "Then I’ll be waiting. Talk to you later."

He ended the call and turned his head, only to find Tiana staring at him with an odd expression and Eric watching with a mocking smirk. Natasha and Dylan had already charged into Serenity Villa to back up Lauren and the other two women.

Tiana covered her mouth with a laugh. "I guess it’s my turn. You two talk." She then darted off into the darkness toward Serenity Villa.

Eric’s voice carried a faint chill. "Tell me… Did you happen to foresee the Blumedale’s two underground kings ending up like this from the start?"

Andrew neither confirmed nor denied. "They took my money and worked for me. The Driscoll family getting mad and wiping them out isn’t exactly shocking."

Eric gave a dry laugh. "That’s true… but if we flip it around… If they hadn’t taken your money and helped you, then the Driscoll family wouldn’t have come after them, right?"

Andrew shrugged. "They took my money and refused to give it back. I had no choice but to make them work for me."

Eric took a deep breath, his eyes narrowing. "And that’s what makes you dangerous. From the very beginning, you probably foresaw this exact outcome. You made sure they couldn’t say no, and in the end, they had no choice but to quietly help you leak Driscoll family intel. There was no way they could escape Maurice’s payback. And once they were crushed, that’s exactly what you wanted: lure the tiger into the wolf pack. The wolves die or scatter, and the lone survivor, full of hatred and with nowhere else to go, ends up running to you. Perfect plan. Andrew, you really are a scheming bastard."

Andrew laughed. "Eric, you think too highly of me. You really believe I planned all that? It was all just a coincidence."

Eric scoffed derisively. "I’d rather believe that pigs can fly than believe a single word you’re saying right now. Andrew, you set a trap for both the underground kings, and they didn’t even complain."

Andrew patted his shoulder in a friendly manner. "Eric, you flatter me. But I can tell you that this was just a small game."

Chapter 1992