Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren)

Donald sighed In shame. "No, I didn't do anything. I chose to bow my head."

Andrew was speechless. "So, in the end, you actually drank t?"

There was silence on the other end of the line. After a long ause, Donald muttered, “Mr. Lloyd, goodbye."

Andrew had not expected Donald to have such a liumiliating past. With a cold chuckle, he said, "Wait a minute. You still remember the name of that Driscoll brat

who bulled you, don't you?"

Donald gritted his teeth. “Of course, I do. How could I forge? Even now, after climbing my way up to chief commissioner of Jayrodale's police force, I still hate that bastard. But at the same time, I can't shake the fear I felt back then."

He continued, “His name is Rafael Driscoll. He was just a spoiled rich kid back then, but now, he's grown into one of the Driscoll family's enforcers."

Andrew nodded calmly. "Got it. If the opportunity comes, I make sure you get justice."

Donald let out an awkward laugh, not taking Andrew's words seriously. At this point in his life, he had authority and success. However, when

Came to dealing with the elite families from the capital, he knew his place he avoided them at all costs.

Andrew's offer to help him settle that old grudge? Donald figured he was just saying that to make him feel better. There was no way it would ever happen.

By the time Andrew arrived at the West End headquarters, Dylan and Natasha were already waiting for him. "Darling, I heard about what happened to Rhodes Corporation. Is Ms. Rhodes alright?" Natasha asked hesitantly.

Even though Lauren was Andrew's woman, and it left a sour taste in Natasha's heart, she was not foolish. She understood her place. No matter what happened, Lauren would always come first.

So Natasha made sure to keep her attitude in check-there was no room for reckless jealousy.

Andrew reassured her. "She's fine. The one in trouble is Rhodes Corporation, but that has nothing to do with me."

Dylan's voice was serious. "Mr. Lloyd, I went to check out the Wellers' warehouse fire. I have a feeling that Michael got set up by Harvey."

Andrew raised a brow. "Oh? Tell me more."

Dylan explained, "That warehouse? There was nothing valuable inside. Definitely nothing close to the billions of dollars worth of goods that the Wellers claimed.

"My informant was the security

guard at the entrance. He saw Michael set the fire with his own eyes. But the moment the flames started, Harvey showed up, and instead of panicking, he actually started laughing and clapping."

He continued, "Thinking back on it, it's obvious-Harvey set Michael up. He knew Michael was coming to burn the place down and let him walk right into the trap.”

Andrew was surprised. He knew Harvey was a snake, but this was next-level manipulation-Michael had no idea he had played right into Harvey's hands.

Natasha scoffed. "Serves him right. Michael and Harvey are both garbage. One's a sleazebag who sleeps with his

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stepmother, and the other's a useless brat who thinks he's untouchable. Let them tear each other apart-It's what they deserve

Andrew waved his hand. "Enough about them. Did you get verything I asked for? The herbs and the other materials?

Dylan and Natasha responded in unison. "Everything is ready!"

Andrew nodded. "Good. This time, I'm not just training the two of you-I'm going to enhance the strength of everyone under your command as well. How much

improve will depend on your lo

talent and dedication."

Dylan and Natasha both took deep, heavy breaths.

In the underground world, money and power were important, but there was nothing more valuable than.raw strength. After all, at the end of the day, the one with the strongest fists made the rules. noveldrama

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