Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1777

Andrew shut Rachel down without hesitation. "Keep your money. I'm not desperate enough to let you pay for this!"

Rachel insisted. "For you, I'm willing to spend that much!"

Andrew's expression darkened. "I said don't spend the money, so don't spend it. It's just finding the real culprit behind this. You really think it's worth 100 million?"

Aaron was not pleased when he heard this and scoffed. "Mr. Lloyd, since you think 100 million is too expensive, just forget what I said! I hope you think it through clearly because someone's still got their sights set on your life!

"Don't you want to find out who it is and eliminate this threat once and for all?"

Andrew grinned. "Of course I do, so I still need Ronald to give me some advice!"

Ronald's eyelid twitched as he said stiffly, "I don't know what you mean. I can't advise if I don't even know who the real culprit is."

Andrew's smile grew wider. "Are you sure you don't?"

Ronald's face turned ugly. "I don't. And if I did, why would I hide it? Andy, you're overthinking this, and honestly, you're giving me too much credit. Whoever's behind this clearly isn't some average thug. I'm not a damn psychic, and I can't know everything."

Andrew let out a cold chuckle. "Cut the act, will you? If you didn't know, your reaction just now wouldn't have given you away. Remember what you said earlier? That you can't get involved? What exactly are you not getting involved in?

"Sounds like whoever's behind this is someone you either can't afford to cross or don't want to betray. Or maybe... It's you. Maybe that's why you've been talking in circles and playing with smoke and mirrors."

Ronald's expression turned downright ugly because Andrew's sharp deduction had hit a nerve. Despite how careful he had been, Andrew still managed to sniff him out.

The others began catching on, too, and they all turned toward Ronald, eyes narrowing.

"Mr. Potter, do us all a favor. If you know who's behind this, just say it," Duncan said with a snort.

Rachel's face was stone cold. "Mr. Potter, the one who got attacked is our Chairman. If you stay silent, everyone in the Gabo Creek Chamber of Commerce will remember this."

With his status, or Rachel's and the others', Ronald did not consider them worth his attention.

Just then, a crisp clicking sound rang out.

Everyone turned toward it, only to see a sleek black pistol pressed right to Ronald's forehead.

"Say it, or I'll personally send you to meet Marcelo."

Andrew's voice was light, almost cheerful, but no one found it pleasant to hear.

They were all frozen in shock. Even Aaron would not have dared to threaten Ronald like this.

Yet, Andrew had gone straight for Ronald's throat.