Agatha stamped her feet and exclaimed, “Times have changed! Back then, he was down and out, a nobody. Who could have known he’d become this powerful?”

Rowan said gloomily, “Grandma, let’s go back! He’s already been generous enough, providing us with so much support! Asking for more would be shameless of us. After all, we’re outsiders!”

Agatha snorted, “Outsiders, my ass! I brought you here because I wanted you two to get close! But he hasn’t paid us any attention since returning to Blumedale. It seems he doesn’t take the Onyx Serpents, or you, seriously at all!”

She added, “Rowan, you’re so beautiful. Doesn’t he have any feelings for you whatsoever?”

Rowan gave a bitter smile and mocked herself. “Who knows what he thinks. Besides, I’m not even that pretty! If I were beautiful, he wouldn’t have returned without glancing my way!”

If this had been the old Rowan, she would have been proud and would not have cared whether Andrew paid attention to her or not.

However, the Onyx Serpents had fallen and were wandering everywhere. It was only thanks to his offer of refuge that they had a place to stay. Her pride and dignity had long since faded, leaving only self-doubt behind.

She thought about her two encounters with Andrew, once in Goldridge and once at the McDaniel family estate in Sunstrand. They had kissed and even shared intimacy, but the more she thought about it, the more worthless she felt.

Perhaps Andrew had only been playing along, treating her as nothing more than a frivolous woman.

Then, Lauren and Chantelle came back, stunning beauties who clearly belonged to Andrew. Rowan did not know them, but from the moment she saw them, she could tell they were his women, each one breathtaking.

She did not want to linger any longer and forced Agatha to leave quickly.

Meanwhile, Andrew had no idea that Rowan and Agatha had visited Serenity Villa. After a three-hour drive, he and Aspen arrived in Jayrodale.

Returning to familiar territory, Andrew was not in a hurry and headed to Wealthroller Investments first.

Aspen smiled brightly, “Honey, Mr. Keller Senior and Mrs. Peck asked if you want to hold an inauguration ceremony.”

Andrew frowned. “An inauguration ceremony? For what?”

Aspen replied happily, “Of course it’s for you defeating everyone and becoming the King of Gabo Creek!”

Andrew waved his hand. “No need for such flashy displays! Tell Victoria and the others that I’ll handle the remaining matters when I get back. Ceremonies like that are unnecessary.”

Aspen nodded. “Alright. Honestly, I feel the same. With your achievements now, you don’t need a ceremony to prove anything!”

When they reached Wealthroller Investments, Andrew gave his name.

Soon, Marvin came out personally to receive them. “Why didn’t you give me a heads up that you were coming?”

He scolded as he rushed over with more than a dozen senior executives in tow.

Andrew chuckled. “I just felt like visiting suddenly. What, am I not welcome?”

Marvin’s mouth twitched as he stepped aside and led Andrew upstairs. The executives trailed behind, stunned. Their usually stern chairman was being so warm and accommodating to this young man.

Nonetheless, for those who already knew Andrew, none of this came as a surprise. After all, they had long known that Marvin’s relationship with Andrew was special.