Andrew had not spoken yet when Victoria said, “Miles, bring them in. Let’s see what happened.”

Miles left and quickly returned with Aspen and Eric.

“Honey, Shiloh was taken!” Aspen said coldly as soon as she entered.

Andrew’s eyes narrowed. “Who did it? The Phelan family, or the Fischer family?”

Aspen shook her head anxiously. “Neither. The one who took her was a stranger.”

Eric spoke calmly. “You should ask Joe yourself. He was the one who came back with the news. Right now, he’s half-dead… nearly beaten to pieces. He only held on long enough to drag himself back to you for help. He really gave it everything.”

Andrew sighed and turned to Victoria. “Victoria, I’ll go after them right now. I can’t let them take Shiloh away.”

Victoria nodded quickly. “Go, Andrew. You must bring her back. The Greene family’s saintess is too important. I never had the chance to warn you before, but Shiloh can only remain under your control. You cannot let her fall into anyone else’s hands.”

Victoria knew enough of the Greene family’s past to understand Shiloh’s true value. To her, this was like holding a nuclear weapon. Andrew either had to control it himself or destroy it, but never leave it to others.

Without delay, Andrew took Aspen and Eric and rushed back to Serenity Villa.

There, Joe lay unconscious on the bed, his chest collapsed and his body mangled, while Francesca struggled to treat him.

“The injuries are very serious, already affecting his heart,” she said breathlessly, wiping sweat from her forehead as she stepped aside when Andrew arrived. With her medical skills, saving Joe’s life would be very difficult. Fortunately, Andrew had arrived in time.

When she saw Andrew not immediately saving the person, Francesca was stunned. “Honey, aren’t you planning to save him?”

At the moment, only Francesca was at Serenity Villa. Lauren and Chantelle were busy with their own affairs, one at Rhodes Corporation, the other at the Blumedale government building.

Eric mocked. “It’s fine not to save him. He tried to compete with you, after all. Shiloh always belonged to you. In my opinion, letting this last heir of the Driscoll family die on his own is the best outcome.”

Andrew’s tone turned cold. “Eric, you know what kind of man I am. I never had a grudge against Joe. The night the Driscoll family fell, I spared him. And today, he nearly sacrificed his life to deliver this message. If I don’t save him, wouldn’t that make me petty and unworthy of being called a man?”

Eric gave a dismissive snort. “Do whatever you want. I just said what I thought. But Andrew, don’t forget… Shiloh cares deeply about him now. In her heart, your place has already dropped. Save him, and in the end, you’ll only push her closer to him, while you gain nothing.”

Andrew’s voice was ice. “Enough. It won’t kill you to say less. Eric, if a man lets someone die just because he can’t have what he wants, then he isn’t a man at all.”

Eric only laughed mockingly twice and said no more.

Francesca pleaded. “Honey, please hurry and save Joe. He’s about to die!”

She was a doctor, and her instincts were simple. When she saw someone on the edge of death, she only thought of saving him, not the grudges between the Driscoll family and Andrew.

Andrew glanced at Joe on the bed, then began treatment. His voice was calm but firm. “Whoever attacked Joe must have been at least a peak martial saint, a true legendary powerhouse.”