Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1701

Mason's face lit up with joy. "Voice of the Oracle, you've arrived!"

His attitude was extremely respectful.

The figure in black was completely covered from head to toe. There was no telling if they were a man or a woman. Even their voice was deliberately raspy, like their throat had been brutally wrecked the entire night.

"Excellent, absolutely excellent! Mr. Ulrich, you haven't disappointed the High Oracle's faith in you. Keep up the good work, and someday, you'll become a person of immense power and influence!"

Mason's smile grew even wider. He bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you for your praise, Voice of the Oracle.

"Everything I've done is to show my loyalty to the High Oracle. Fame and power are just secondary. As long as I can serve the High Oracle, I will die without regret."

Andrew watched with a deepening frown.

High Oracle? Who the hell was this supposed to be? Some kind of cult leader?

Looking at Mason's behavior, it was like he had joined a pyramid scheme and been completely brainwashed.

The Voice of the Oracle spoke again. "The High Oracle has sent me to relay his instructions. First, you must continue executing the plan here. You absolutely must destroy Andrew's reputation first.

"When he becomes isolated within the Gabo Creek Chamber of Commerce, with no allies and no credibility, that will be your moment to rise."

Mason nodded eagerly, eyes gleaming with ambition. "Thank you for the High Oracle's trust. I will give my utmost effort! I've already stirred Marcelo up. With any luck, Andrew could be eliminated within the hour."

The Voice of the Oracle nodded. "Marcelo is indeed powerful. But Andrew is a slippery bastard. He's cunning, shameless, and always manages to weasel his way out of impossible situations.

"That's why we can't rely on Marcelo alone. You need to use your father's death to keep manipulating public opinion. Turn Andrew into public enemy number one."

Mason replied coldly, "Understood. If it weren't for the Kellers backing him up, I would've handled him already."

The Voice of the Oracle lowered their voice. "There's something else, something even more important than Andrew."

Mason straightened up. "Please give the order, Voice of the Oracle."

The Voice of the Oracle eventually left the villa through the back, moving stealthily.

The sky had already darkened. Once outside the Ulrich residence, the Voice of the Oracle moved through alleys and side streets, deliberately choosing areas with fewer people.

Andrew quickened his pace and stopped concealing his movements.

The Voice of the Oracle immediately noticed someone was following and instantly picked up speed, breaking into a full sprint. Unfortunately, just as they began to accelerate, they were horrified to discover that they had run straight into a wall.

Somehow, Andrew had appeared in his path ahead.

"It's you!" When the Voice of the Oracle saw Andrew's face clearly, they were filled with terror.

Andrew walked toward the person step by step, his voice cold and menacing. "Who is the High Oracle? Why are you using Mason to frame me?"

The Voice of the Oracle snorted coldly. "A mere mortal like you has no right to know the name of the High Oracle!"