Chapter 712
“Otherwise, your luck runs out today, and you might not even know what killed you!” Aspen threatened.
Andrew gave her a dismissive glance. “Aspen, who do you think you are to tell me what to do? You can’t find anyone to rely on in Jayrodale anymore, can you? Hah, you’re nothing more than a stray!”
Aspen’s expression changed dramatically as she gritted her teeth. Inwardly, she was shocked, wondering if Andrew had really taken out Gordon. After all, he would not say such things if he did not.
Winston frowned when he saw Aspen’s displeasure. He said coldly, “Raymond, what are you waiting for? Teach him some manners.”
Raymond acknowledged with a grunt, then turned to Andrew with a vicious smile. He snarled, “You little bastard, I’ll give you one last chance. Hurry up, get down on your knees for the toast, and then accept whatever punishment I decide to give you!”
Andrew raised an eyebrow. “And if I don’t? Are you going to bite me?”
Raymond was momentarily stunned, then flew into a rage. “You really don’t know when to quit, do you? Are you not afraid of dying? Open your damn eyes and look around. Do you think things will end well for you if you don't kneel?”
The others who had come to witness the Reckoning Toast ceremony broke into an uproar.
“Wow! This guy’s got some nerve. Looking at him, you’d think he was going to defy Mr. Chapman!” someone commented.
Another person said, “What an idiot. Even at this point, he doesn’t recognize how serious the situation is. He’s digging his own grave!”
“Maybe he thinks having Natasha and Dylan backing him means he doesn’t have to fear anything. But I heard that Mr. Wright, who Mr. Chapman invited, is the real deal. Dylan and Natasha won’t be able to save his miserable life!”
Dexter had also arrived, hiding in a corner, afraid to be seen. His eyes were filled with hatred and resentment as he looked at Andrew.
The day Dream Paradise was trashed, he had been severely beaten, almost to death. Upon learning that Raymond had invited Winston as his ace, he had come specifically to watch, desperately hoping that Raymond would kill Andrew outright.
Natasha frowned. “Mr. Chapman, you should know the real reason behind what happened at Dream Paradise. If your son hadn’t been following someone else’s orders to cause trouble with Mr. Lloyd, things wouldn’t have escalated to this point.”
Raymond snorted. “I don’t give a damn about the reason. Anyone who trashes my club has to pay the price!”
Dylan laughed coldly. “Raymond, when did you become so full of yourself? Do your parents know about this?”
Raymond sneered. “Dylan, in the past, I would have shown you some respect and kept my mouth shut. But I’m sorry to say, today I’m going to take you all down.”
“Either this little punk gets on his knees right now to apologize, or he can prepare to die!” Raymond declared.
He was truly baffled. Did Stephen not inform Andrew about Winston? Despite knowing that Winston was backing him up, the bastard still dared to stand there talking back—it was suicide.
Andrew finally spoke up. “I did come here today for a toast and an apology.”
Raymond sneered. “Stop dragging this out. If you already know what to do, just get on with it! Kneel down, hurry up!”
Andrew smiled coldly. “Not so fast. The apology and toast mentioned aren’t from me. It’s you, Raymond, who should kneel and apologize to me!”
Andrew’s words sent Raymond into a rage. Winston, too, was so angry he could only laugh.
As for everyone else present, they all looked at Andrew with disbelief in their eyes. They wondered if Andrew was out of his damn mind and if the pressure had finally gotten to him.