Chapter 2150

That night, Andrew battled the four temptresses with all he had. In the end, he won, but only barely.

Perhaps because he was leaving soon, Lauren, Francesca, and Aspen were especially relentless. If Andrew’s body had not been built like iron, he would have collapsed long ago.

Still, as his martial strength kept improving, Lauren and the others found themselves crying out more easily under his onslaught. Even Aspen, usually the one who could endure the most, lasted barely 40 minutes before gasping for mercy.

Chantelle, however, stayed disciplined the entire night. She was not jealous at all of Andrew’s struggle with the others, because she knew she would have plenty of alone time with him once they traveled to Terror Town together.

The thought alone kept her awake all night with excitement.

The next morning, Andrew and Chantelle headed for the airport with their luggage, though most of it belonged to Chantelle. To his surprise, Natasha announced she wanted to come along as well.

Andrew had not planned to bring anyone else. Natasha had always been calm, never competing or demanding, so her sudden request made Lauren and the others exchange strange looks.

Andrew smiled and said, “Natasha, you don’t need to rush. Once I head from Terror Town north into Chetvine, you and Dylan can just fly straight there.”

Natasha shook her head. “It’s not that I insist on following you to Terror Town. The truth is… my hometown is there. I’ve never told you this, but before I went to Jayrodale, I was from Terror Town.”

That revelation shocked everyone.

Natasha’s voice lowered with difficulty. “I was married into the Langley family of Terror Town. Later, I escaped and wandered alone until I ended up in Jayrodale, far from their reach. With my family’s martial arts and my years in the underworld, I built a name for myself there.”

Andrew was stunned, since she had never shared this part of her past.

Lauren, ever compassionate, gave her a warm smile. “Then you should follow them to Terror Town. We won’t pry into your past, we just hope you’ll protect yourself and never let anyone mistreat you again.”

Natasha looked deeply grateful, then turned to Andrew for his opinion. He nodded.

“If you want to revisit the Langley family, then come along. It’s on the way anyway.”

Chantelle smiled and added, “That works out perfectly. I know the Langley family. They’re a powerful clan in Terror Town.”

The journey was not short, but flying was by far the most convenient way to reach such a massive city.

So, the three of them boarded a plane together.

When they arrived at the airport, there was still plenty of time.

Andrew looked around and immediately got a headache, because Agatha from the Onyx Serpents had brought Rowan and was already at the airport to see him off.

“Ms. Garcia, Mr. Lloyd, we came to send you off.” Agatha acted familiar. Having lived over 60 years, she had incredibly thick skin. She immediately went up to shake hands with Chantelle.

Chantelle knew Onyx Serpents had already been placed under Andrew’s protection, so she did not think too much of it.

She simply smiled and said, “Nice to meet you, Madam Delaney. Hello, Ms. Maddock.”

Rowan’s expression was cool, her pretty face unreadable when silent.

Chantelle herself was known for her frosty demeanor, so when the two cold beauties met, neither thought much of it.

At least Chantelle did not suspect that Rowan was already Andrew’s woman, and Rowan did not mention anything. Mainly because, despite looking cold, she was actually timid and didn’t know what to say in front of Chantelle.

Agatha smiled knowingly and said, “Mr. Lloyd, Rowan would like to speak with you alone. Since Onyx Serpents is still new in Gabo Creek and you’re leaving so quickly, there are important matters she hasn’t had the chance to discuss. She’s worried about the group’s future and wants your advice, so I hope you won’t think us troublesome.”

Her words were airtight, dressing up Rowan and Andrew’s private talk as official business.

Meanwhile, Rowan’s neck flushed red as she kept her head down, too embarrassed to say a word.