Chapter 582
Finley scoffed, shocked that Andrew was actually trying to fleece five million out of Aspen. He could not help but think Andrew’s greed was going to be the death of him.
Irene stood with her hands on her hips, smirking. “Andrew, you’ve got quite a show going today, but let me tell you something–our family may not have brought a large crowd, but we’re not someone you can push around!”
Leroy puffed up his chest and added, “Yeah! Aspen’s got family fighters with her. You’re in for a world of pain soon!”
“Shut up, both of you!” Christina snapped, her brow furrowed in frustration.
“Why should we?” Irene huffed. “With Aspen backing us, we’ve got every right to show off a little!”
She crossed her arms and scowled. “Besides, look at this fancy medical center Andrew’s opened. It’s practically a luxury resort. I can’t stand the thought of him living it up like this!”
Leroy nodded eagerly. “Exactly! Andrew dumped you, and now he’s thriving–first buying that fancy Mercedes, and now opening this place. It just proves you were blind, Christie! You let a golden opportunity slip right through your fingers.”
Christina’s expression tightened. Deep down, she could not deny that their words stung. She had always prided herself on making smart choices, yet Andrew’s unexpected success gnawed at her pride. He had not even worked that hard for it, yet here he was, flourishing.
The thought burned her. It was as if Andrew’s rise was a slap to her ego–a harsh reminder of her missteps and misplaced judgment.
Taking a steady breath, Christina addressed Andrew. “Andrew, Aspen’s here to settle things with Madblade Martial Academy. But more importantly, you’ve crossed her too many times–especially at the artifact auction where you seized billions of her investment without returning a cent.
“If you want to keep your Moonlit Apothecary intact, you’d be wise to apologize to Aspen and pay her back.”
Andrew’s gaze hardened. “Christina, when did you become her messenger?”
He sneered. “Aspen’s a lunatic. Don’t you see she’s going to drag your Stevens family’s fragile assets down with her?”
Christina’s eyes blazed as she snapped, “Watch your mouth! That was a warning, Andrew. If Aspen gives the order, I won’t be able to stop her.”
Andrew chuckled softly, shaking his head. “After all this time, you’re still blind to the truth.”
“Go ahead, Christina. Let Aspen make her move. Then we’ll see if she crawls back to Bridgefields in tears–or if I’m the one on my knees apologizing.”
“You’re playing with fire,” Christina warned icily. “You think you can keep winning? You have no idea how powerful Bridgefields’ Stevens family is. If you push them too far, do you really think Mr. Yates and those other big names will go to war for you?”
Aspen cut in, her voice dripping with disdain. “Christina, stop wasting words on a dead man walking. Once I settle things with Rodney, Andrew’s next.”
Christina sighed deeply, her voice now cold and detached. “Fine. Your feud with Aspen is your problem now. But mark my words—when you’re lying on the ground, begging for mercy, don’t look to me for help. I won’t lift a finger.”