Chapter 830
Before long, it became the talk of the town.
Someone said, "Andrew Lloyd? Haha, that kid really knows how to stir the pot. He’s pissed off so many people that his enemies are now storming out of Bridgefields just to hunt him down."
"No doubt about it—he’s a dead man walking. Zephyr brought the entire Stevens family with him, and I heard he even has two senior grandmasters by his side. Andrew has no way out this time!"
"I wouldn’t be so sure. Andrew’s been making big moves in Jayrodale lately. He has deep ties with Rhodes Corporation; rumor has it he’s Natasha’s little plaything. If Zephyr tries to use brute force, he might end up provoking both powerhouses!"
At that moment, Andrew had just received news that Zephyr had arrived in Jayrodale, fully armed and ready to settle scores. He muttered, “Interesting… So, I beat up the daughter, and now the father shows up for revenge?”
He clicked his tongue, feeling nothing but boredom. His first instinct was to march straight into the Stevens mansion, crush Zephyr underfoot, and demand an explanation.
However, after a brief pause, he changed his mind and turned to Dylan and Natasha.
“You two handle it. Go to Stevens Mansion and deal with Zephyr. This is the perfect chance to see how much stronger you’ve gotten after taking the Cleansing Pills.”
Dylan and Natasha accepted the order without hesitation, immediately gathering their forces and heading for the Stevens mansion.
If Zephyr ever found out that Andrew did not even consider him worth dealing with personally—treating him instead as a training exercise for his subordinates—he just might drop dead from sheer rage.
Tiana found Andrew shortly after, a knowing smirk on her face. “Mr. Lloyd, need some help?”
Andrew’s tone was indifferent. “Mrs. Rhodes, if you’re referring to the Stevens family causing trouble, then no, I’ve got it handled.”
Tiana let out a cold chuckle. “Andrew, don’t act tough if you can’t back it up. If you just ask me for help, I wouldn’t mind doing you a favor. After all, you have done a lot for Rhodes Corporation lately. And I’m not someone who forgets favors.”
Andrew shook his head. “I appreciate the offer, Mrs. Rhodes, but this is just the Stevens family we’re talking about. I don’t even need to lift a finger—so why would I trouble you?”
Tiana scoffed. “Fine, be stubborn. But don’t come crawling to me when Zephyr beats you half to death.”
Andrew lazily stretched. “Relax, Mrs. Rhodes. When it comes to people begging, it’s usually them begging me—like you. And as far as I remember, I don’t beg anyone, ever.”
Tiana’s expression darkened, and with a flick of her sleeve, she stormed off.
“This arrogant little bastard! Whatever. Let Zephyr teach him a lesson and knock some sense into him. It’ll be a good way to put him in his place!” she muttered under her breath.
Jerry, standing nearby, shook his head. “I wouldn’t be so sure of that. Zephyr came in all high and mighty, making a big spectacle out of this, but I wouldn’t be surprised if he ends up running back to Bridgefields with his tail between his legs.”
Tiana glanced at him and sneered. “Do you really think that’s possible? The Stevens family is a powerful family. Lately, you’ve been way too impressed with Andrew, Jerry.”
Jerry wisely kept his mouth shut, but inwardly, he sighed. Tiana was blinded by her grudge against Andrew, too focused on her personal dislike for him to see the bigger picture.
Andrew was not someone Zephyr or the Stevens family could handle. They came to Jayrodale with a full parade, beating their drums like they owned the place. However, they might just end up leaving playing a funeral march for themselves.
Meanwhile, Zephyr sat in the Stevens mansion’s grand hall growing increasingly impatient. Suddenly, loud shouts echoed outside.
“Jayrodale’s Dylan Garner, Natasha Vostokoff, Madblade Martial Academy, Moonlit Apothecary, Glorious Pharmaceuticals, Radiant Group, and Wealthroller Investments are here to pay their respects to Mr. Zephyr Stevens!”