Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1963

"Andrew, don't do this!"

Inside Serenity Villa, Chantelle rushed in with a pale face. Andrew had just finished showering, his hair still wet. Several gashes on his back were strikingly visible.

However, he ignored them, only stopping the bleeding before putting on a fresh set of clothes. After getting himself ready, he grabbed the pills from the table and swallowed them in large gulps.

Chantelle's voice rose in anger. "This won't help at all. Do you even realize how much strength you've already burned through? Even if you force yourself to keep going with high-grade medicine, you can't take on the Driscoll family's elites, let alone Maurice!"

Andrew's tone was calm. "Chantelle, you still don't understand me as much as you think you do."

She froze. "What do you mean? I think I know you inside out. You're my man, and I don't want to watch you walk to your death, simple as that."

As she spoke, she glared at Andrew through gritted teeth, tears streaming down her face.

Andrew's cold, hard gaze softened slightly. He pinched her cheek gently and said in a low voice, "Don't worry. I'll be fine. On the contrary, you're going to see the real me. Many years ago, I used to do this kind of thing all the time. Really, it's second nature to me."

Chantelle wiped her tears and asked plaintively, "What kind of thing?"

Andrew smiled. "Wiping out entire families!"

He patted her head and walked out. Outside Serenity Villa, more than a dozen luxury cars were parked in neat rows, already waiting.

Standing beside the luxury cars were not drivers but the heads of more than a dozen major families from within the Gabo Creek Chamber of Commerce. Today, these family heads had to personally drive these cars because their chairman was getting serious. If they did not show their loyalty by following along, it would be a death sentence.

Yara had also come, bringing the Wrights' security captain, Tora, with her.

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