After who knows how many slaps, Quinton finally exploded in rage. "Stop hitting me! I said fucking stop, dammit! Do you hear me?" His bloodshot eyes locked onto Kevin with a murderous glare, like he was ready to kill. Kevin's fury surged right back. "You little bastard! Andy was right—you're a disgraceful, ungrateful son! If he hadn't warned me, I wouldn't have seen your true colors today! Fine! Since you're so stubborn, then let me make it official—starting today, you're no longer the Wrights' heir!" Panic instantly took over Quinton's face. He dropped the tough act and started begging."Dad! No, you can't do this to me! I was just upset—I didn't mean anything by it! You can't do that to me! I'm your firstborn! I'm the rightful heir to the Wrights!" Kevin gave a cold sneer. "Oh, so now you remember you're the firstborn of the Wrights? Then tell me—if you want to inherit this family, shouldn't you be taking responsibility for its future?" Quinton pointed at Andrew, yelling f

Christina's expression twisted with rage as she screamed, "Fine! In your eyes, I'm nothing but a goddamn fool! Then tell me, Andrew—what about Aspen? She hurt you too! She wronged you just like I did, so why did you forgive her?" Andrew let out a cold laugh. "Aspen and you? You think the two of you are even remotely comparable? You're the one who wrecked the Bridgefields' Stevens family, weren't you? But I'm not even interested in holding that over your head anymore." She continued, "Let's just talk facts—Aspen's actually doing right by me now. She built a major company for me, works day and night without a single complaint, and never asks for anything in return. "And just that alone? Already puts her far above you, Christina. Of course, there's one more reason why I accepted Aspen. After spending time with her, I realized she's pretty damn adorable." When Christina saw Andrew's soft smile, she felt like her heart was set on fire. The pain was unbearable, and jealousy burned th

Zephyr's face turned red with fury. "Aspen—" Esther stepped in quickly. "Zephyr, that's enough. Let it go. Aspen's our daughter. I understand her, and I understand her feelings. Think about it—men like Andrew? How many girls in this world could actually resist someone like that?" Zephyr sighed and nodded. "You're right. No ordinary woman can walk away from a man like him. Aspen, we won't force you anymore. If you truly want to stay with him, then stay. All we ask is that you take care of yourself." Aspen broke into a tearful smile, the joy on her face was obvious even as tears spilled down her cheeks. "Thank you, Dad. Thank you, Mom, for understanding me. I know I'm being an ungrateful daughter for not going back to Bridgefields with you… "But I really, really like Andrew and I've never felt this way about anyone in my life. If I leave him… I don't know if he'd be sad, but I know I'd be devastated. I'm sorry—I have to go back to him." Zephyr and Esther stood there, faces full

Aspen reminded softly, "Fran and Lauren are still waiting for us. They see me as one of their own now, and I can't just be selfish and keep you all to myself." Andrew raised a brow. "So, what you're saying is the three of you… against one of me?" Aspen's cheeks turned pink, but she smiled proudly. "That's right. What, Master—are you scared?" Andrew gave a slow, dangerous smile and leaned in close, his breath warm against her ear. "Tonight... I'm going to make you beg for mercy." The words struck like a jolt of electricity, making Aspen's whole body tingle. She trembled slightly, torn between embarrassment and the heat spreading through her. She had a masochistic tendency, and Andrew's darker, commanding tone was her weakness—it would only make her heart race faster. If he pressed just a little harder, she knew she would completely melt. Just as Andrew reached for his phone to call a ride, it buzzed—Lauren was already one step ahead. After a quick exchange of details, she a

Their reunion after the long separation from Jayrodale reignited sparks neither had forgotten. Distance makes the heart grow fonder, and the body more desperate. As a result, Andrew held nothing back. Soon, the buxom beauty was gasping in familiar ecstasy. Whether for Andrew's convenience or her own whimsy, she had even tied her hair into two thick ponytails that now bounced tantalizingly with every movement. Andrew grabbed them and thought they made perfect handles. The whole experience felt even better. "Andrew… faster…" Francesca whimpered, eyes fluttering shut as waves of pleasure overtook her. Unlike Lauren's restrained passion or Aspen's bashful surrender, Francesca was fearless in bed, granting Andrew complete dominion over her curves. The quiet, bookish girl the world saw hid an unexpected vixen between the sheets. About 40 minutes later, the battle concluded with Francesca collapsing against him, her doll-like face flushed and smiling in exhausted satisfaction. "Do