Chapter 270

“Yes! Both my legs are broken! I want Andrew dead!” Harvey screamed into the phone.

A long silence followed before Ian, the Weller family elder, spoke hoarsely. “Mr. Weller, you fool. Andrew is at least a junior grandmaster! I warned you not to provoke him recklessly. Why didn't you listen?”

“I never provoked him! He showed up, ruined my plans, and broke my legs!” Harvey snarled.

Ian sighed. “It’s too late. Return to the Weller residence and get your legs treated. As for Andrew, with a senior grandmaster in seclusion, I’m the only one left, and I’m not confident facing him.”

Harvey was stunned by Ian’s reluctance. His face twisted with rage. “As family head, I order you to kill him! Do you hear me?”

Ian replied coldly, “Ted and I exist to ensure the Weller family’s survival. We’re not here to help you bully people and pursue women. We warned you about Andrew, but you wouldn’t listen. You brought this upon yourself!”

He hung up, dismissing Harvey’s authority. Harvey stared at the phone in disbelief before smashing it. After cursing Ian, he ordered his men to take him home for treatment.

Back at the Stevens family residence, Douglas hosted a formal dinner to thank Andrew. Raising his glass, he said, “Andy, you’ve helped us tremendously. This is the least I can do to show our gratitude!”

Andrew asked the elderly man to sit down and replied earnestly, “Mr. Stevens Senior, please don’t be so formal. You’ve been kind to me, and it’s only right that I repay it.”

“Andy, compared to what you’ve done for us, my past kindness was insignificant,” Douglas said, waving his hand. He sighed heavily. “You and Christie were perfect for each other, yet things ended up like this…”

Douglas loved his granddaughter Christina and was proud of her, but her excessive pride had ruined everything. While he didn’t know exactly who Andrew was, he knew he was extraordinary. He had arranged Christina’s engagement to Andrew, hoping to secure a powerful ally for Stevens Corporation and his granddaughter’s future. To his regret, Christina had squandered this opportunity.

“Grandpa, don’t blame yourself. This was all my doing—I’ll take responsibility,” Christina said, her emotions in turmoil.