Henry asked, "You didn't forget about Luna, did you?" Scarlett's face darkened slightly. "Of course I didn't forget that bitch. Because of her, the Driscoll family still can't move freely in Blumedale. But this time, no matter how capable she is, she won't be able to stop my plan. Truth is, I was the one behind the parasite poisoning incident in Gabo Creek." She continued, "And now, Derek's chief of staff, Chantelle, is already heading over to investigate. This is my first step in taking Derek down. Hank, that pervert in Special Ops, is going to help me finish the job perfectly." Henry clapped his hands, his expression full of admiration. "Scarlett, now I believe you might just have what it takes to sit at the top of the Union. Your setup, one move leading into the next… I have to say, I'm impressed." Scarlett looked even more pleased with herself. Her eyes swept across the room and landed on Andrew. She asked, "So, how's the hypnosis going on that little bastard?" Henry nodd

Eric said, "No, Hunter would definitely be more handsome than you, way more charming too! Since we were kids, he was the best-looking guy in all of Goldridge. I was happy just following him around, even if it meant being his sidekick and doing whatever he told me to." Andrew wanted to snap, thinking, "Alright, that's enough. I'm not your beloved Hunter. I'm more handsome than he ever was anyway!" Eric withdrew the knife and let out a twisted little laugh. He mumbled, "Henry, you think I betrayed Dad just for you. But the truth is, not only did I betray him, but I'm also dragging you to hell with me. I hate all of you, every single one of you." Suddenly, he clutched his head and started sobbing again. "Dad, I failed you. I really did! I didn't want to kill you, but I couldn't stop myself! I loved Hunter. When he died, my whole world went dark. So now I have to kill you. I'm sorry, Dad!" Andrew really wanted to pat his head and say, "Stop crying. I'll punish you myself on Mr. Tho

Andrew did not dare stay at the Yeager estate any longer. After saying everything he needed to say, he immediately got up and quickly returned to the villa on Mount Zircon. To his surprise, Matthew actually sent someone to escort him part of the way. Of course, it was not out of kindness, but because Andrew had just handed the Yeagers a piece of intel that could determine life or death. At this point, both sides were stuck on the same sinking ship. If they did not paddle together, Henry would drown them all. Andrew quietly slipped back into the villa. He climbed in through the window and made his way toward the couch, where he was usually hypnotized, ready to play dumb and act like he had never left. He had only been gone for less than an hour. Judging by how busy Henry had been lately, he was not likely to be back so soon. As for Eric, he usually spent his days lying around like a hibernating bear. However, just as Andrew tiptoed toward the living room, he spotted a familiar

The door was locked from the inside, and only Joseph had the key. Adam scoffed, slammed his palm against the knob, and shattered the lock with a loud crack. Matthew took the lead and walked into the room. As soon as he entered, he was hit by a strong musky smell. Adam muttered grimly, "That little bastard's been draining himself like this? And he still thinks he's training for martial arts?" Matthew gave an awkward laugh. "Don't be too harsh. Every young man goes through his wild phase." Adam walked over and picked up a tablet off the desk. He stared at it for a while, visibly frustrated, then set it down with a grumble. As expected, modern gadgets were not his thing. Matthew felt somewhat proud and volunteered. "Why don't you sit back. I'll look around and see what this kid is up to!" When he opened the tablet, he was immediately greeted by a video of Joseph wrapped around Scarlett. Adam watched with fury, his fists crackling audibly. The smile on Matthew's face also

Andrew would never have expected that after all these years, the only person in Goldridge who cared about his safety would be Rowan. However, the lady standing before him now was completely different from the bratty little girl from five years ago. Her intoxicating fragrance, soft little hands, a smooth face, and those long legs that could make any man drool. Everything about her screamed that she was a real beauty. Andrew remained perfectly still because he never expected Rowan to secretly come to rescue him. However, if he left with her now, everything he had worked for would be wasted. "Come on, let's go! What's wrong with you?" Rowan whispered urgently. Seeing Andrew's blank, dull look, she began to panic. Then, a terrifying thought struck her, draining the color from her face. She gasped and mumbled, "Phantom Mirage… No… Don't tell me you've been brainwashed by Phantom Mirage! Grandma told me that Mr. Thornton's adopted son, Eric… that bastard's hypnosis technique is t