Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren)

Andrew said to the lady, "And don't go looking for a nice, honest man. What did an honest man ever do to deserve you?"

As the Rolls-Royce drove off, the woman on the plaza stomped her foot in frustration. "Hmph! Acting all high and mighty. You rich guys walk around in suits like you're so proper, but once the clothes come off, you're worse than animals!

"And what's wrong with liking an honest guy, huh? Plenty of them love women like me!"

Muttering to herself, she swayed her hips and went off to reel in her next customer.

Inside the Rolls-Royce, the driver was an elderly man dressed simply-plain shirt, cloth shoes, nothing flashy. However, he was impeccably neat and carried an unmistakable air of dignity.

This type of low-key appearance was common among the long-established elite. It looked humble, but in reality, it spoke volumes.

"You must be Andrew Lloyd, the one from Jayrodale, right?" he asked without turning his head.

Andrew nodded. "Yeah, that's me."

The old man snorted. "First time in a big city? You'd better learn to keep your impulses and distractions in check. Don't go getting all flustered over some cheap street hooker. You were recommended by Marvin himself-so don't embarrass the man."

Andrew frowned but chose not to reply. The man continued, "You can call me Francis. Marvin should've already told you who I am, yeah?"

Andrew nodded again. "He did. You're the Phelan family's butler. Personal attendant to Mr. Montgomery Phelan." When Montgomery's name came up, Francis Tucker's voice took on a hint of pride.

He said, "Well, at least you're not totally clueless. The Phelans are one of the Three Titans of Blumedale. Mr. Phelan Senior is a major political and financial force across southern Holtrien. Serving at his side is no small honor; you should know that better than anyone."

Andrew did not bother responding. Truthfully, if Marvin had not repeatedly asked him to swing by and check on Montgomery's health, Andrew would not have gone anywhere near the Phelans.

He shot a quick message to Francesca. [I've arrived in Blumedale safe and sound. No need to worry.]

Just as he lowered the phone, another call came in-it was Aspen.

Andrew picked up. "What's up?"

Aspen sounded frantic. "Andrew, are you already in Blumedale?"noveldrama

"Yeah, just got here," Andrew replied casually.

Aspen snapped, "And you didn't think to tell me? Do you have any idea how dangerous this place is for you right now?"

Andrew chuckled lightly. "You're being too paranoid. It's not that serious."

Aspen shouted, "You're too careless! You won't even know what hit you if you're not careful! Kenny and Sherilyn, together with the Goldings, already issued a family vendetta. That bounty's live, and it's for300 million dollars, swnovel

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Andrew. That's enough to turn every mercenary, thug, and assassin into your enemy."

Before Andrew could respond, Aspen continued, "Just sit tight. Find somewhere quiet to hide, and send me your location. I'm coming to get you." swnovel

Yet, Andrew remained calm. "Don't worry about me. I've got something to take

care of with the Phelans. I'll find you afterward."

He hung up the call just as the Rolls-Royce began pulling into an enormous private estate nestled against natural cliffs and waterfalls.

They passed through iron gates and cruised down a tree-lined driveway for nearly ten minutes before reaching the main residence.

Francis parked the car, stepped out, and gestured for Andrew to do the same. He smiled with a hint of superiority and said, "Kid, first time in a place like this, huh? Pretty impressive, right?" swnovel

Andrew casually glanced at the mansion and replied, "It's got some character."

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