Camilla stepped forward and backed him up. “That’s right! Andrew, you may be the head of Moonlit Apothecary and have quite some power right now, but the Goth family is still one of Jayrodale’s founding families!
“And the White family still holds plenty of influence around here. If you go too far, and the two of us join forces, don’t think we’ll just sit back and take it!”
Andrew let out a cold laugh. “I don’t usually bully the weak just because I can. But Mr. Goth, you said your family never wronged me. Are you really going to stick to that story?”
Dominic’s eyes shifted, but he doubled down. “Of course I am. Why wouldn’t I? You gonna tell me when exactly we ever crossed you?”
Andrew’s voice turned sharp. “You’re still trying to play dumb at a time like this? Really? You became Quinton’s lapdog and tried to steal the formula for my miracle pills. You’re not getting out of that one, are you?”
Dominic’s eyes blazed with fury as he shot a murderous glare at Nyla. That little traitor actually ratted them out—she was as good as dead to him now.
Camilla shrieked, “Andrew, you’re making false accusations! When has the Goth family ever needed your precious formula? I get it now—you’re clearly being manipulated by that worthless brat, Nyla!”
Dominic’s expression shifted as he quickly jumped on the opportunity to shift blame. “Dr. Lloyd, the Goth family has always had a solid reputation in Jayrodale. We would never stoop to stealing.
“You must’ve misunderstood. The one who wanted your formulas was my foolish daughter. After she got caught, she pinned it on the family. Don’t worry—I’ll punish her right now and make this right.”
He lunged forward, reaching to grab Nyla with a menacing look in his eyes.
Terrified, Nyla stumbled back in panic.
“Back off!” Andrew kicked Dominic square in the gut, sending him flying backward across the floor.
Even now, this man still dared to lay a hand on his daughter—just to cover his own tracks and use her as a scapegoat. That one move completely ignited Andrew’s fury.
Camilla screamed, “Andrew! What gives you the right to lay hands on the head of our family? Someone get in here! Fight back—teach these bastards a lesson and avenge the family!”
At once, a flood of bodyguards and house enforcers—over a dozen in all—stormed into the hall.
However, Dylan just grinned darkly. “Anyone takes a step, and I swear, the Goth family will be wiped off the map in Jayrodale by morning.”
Dominic coughed violently and clutched his stomach as he struggled to stand. “Stop! Everyone stand down! Get the hell back—all of you!”
Camilla wailed as she clung to him. “They attacked you! We can’t just let this slide! We have to make them pay!”
Dominic turned to her, eyes wide with fear. “No! We can’t fight them—we’re no match. One wrong move and the Goth family is finished!”
He stepped in front of Andrew, forcing himself to stay calm. “Dr. Lloyd, that kick? I’ll take it. Let’s just say it was punishment on behalf of my daughter. You should be satisfied now, right?”
Andrew gave a slow smile. “Mr. Goth, your ability to twist reality and shamelessly lower the bar… honestly, I’m impressed. Let’s not pretend here. We both know exactly what’s going on.
“Do you seriously think I can’t see that you were the one who forced Nyla into this in the first place? Do I look like a fool to you?”
Francesca scoffed beside him. “Mr. Goth, everyone in Jayrodale knows who you are and what you’ve done. Trying to pin everything on Nyla? That’s disgusting. I have nothing but contempt for you.”
Dominic’s face twitched as he realized that excuses and pleas were useless now. These people were not here to be manipulated, and they definitely were not buying any of his lies.
He clenched his teeth and let out a twisted smile. “Alright then. Since you all already know everything, let’s just see what you plan to do. Because even if this blows up, I’m not afraid. Your precious formula hasn’t been leaked. If you’re thinking about charging the Goth family with corporate theft, good luck—there’s no evidence!”