Sheena ran through the night, her face flushed red as she muttered curses. She was nowhere as open-minded as she pretended to be. She was completely stunned when she saw that Andrew had brought home two girlfriends, and all three of them were sharing the same bed. Was this even allowed? She thought the junior of hers, who had been competing and fighting with her since birth, was really something else. At least in this department, Sheena had to admit she was completely outmatched. "Grandpa, you're still awake, right?" She arrived at the central area of the Lloyd family estate. Without bothering to knock, she pushed open the door to one of the modest houses. This was the residence of Donovan, the current head of the Lloyd family and one of Holtrien's five most powerful leaders. The place was plain and unremarkable, no different from a country farmer's house. Donovan was already preparing for bed when Sheena barged in, making him frown with disapproval. He scolded, "Sheena,

Sheena noticed Andrew zoning out and could not help reminding him, "Andrew, let me give you some advice: until you reach martial emperor level, don't mess with the Reyes family!" Andrew chuckled. "Relax, I was just looking for something to do anyway." Sheena pouted. "Don't brush it off. The Reyes family isn't like the Cunningham family, who at least play by the rules. Behind the Reyes family stands the Umbral Peak Sect, and if you cross them, they won't care who you are. They'll come at you to kill." Andrew shrugged. "So what? If I can't beat them, I can still outrun them." "That's all the ambition you've got? You're really an embarrassment! Fine, but since I'm starting to like you more and more, if you really do something stupid and run into trouble, just let me know. I'll step in and help you play with the Reyes family myself." Andrew shook his head with a smile. "I appreciate the thought, but you shouldn't take on this kind of karma. Focus on your training. You're our fami

Isabelle said, "Andrew is nothing like you said, Mikayla. He hasn't turned mediocre or ordinary at all. Honestly, he seems fearless, like he's ready to take on the whole world!" "Belle, that's enough! From now on, I don't want to hear Andrew's name constantly coming out of your mouth. You understand? Thinking this way about him is wrong." Isabelle just mumbled, "Oh," and stared off in one direction, lost in thought. Was she really the one being foolish? Maybe she was the only sober one while everyone else was drunk on their delusions. She thought poor Mikayla could not keep her composure the moment Andrew returned, acting like a cat on a hot tin roof. Little did she know that the more stable someone's core was, the less they would be swayed by external factors. It was such a simple truth, yet Mikayla did not understand it. It was such a shame. … Meanwhile, Andrew went straight to find Amari. "Let's go see Madam Baxter!" Amari was enthusiastic and walked ahead with a smi

Amari stroked his beard and said, "Oh, you should know her. She's Mikayla Owens from the Owens family Chetvine, their little princess." Andrew froze mid-step. Then, he shook his head again. "So it's her? Forget it. She isn't the same Mikayla from ten years ago. She's changed, and she doesn't see me as a senior with any authority anymore. "Whether she does it on purpose or not, she's always looking to challenge me. I have no interest in humiliating her in person, but I also have no interest in meeting her." Amari was surprised. "Oh? So that's how it is. Well, I know your temper. If you don't want to see her, then don't. The Owens family is indeed gaining power in Chetvine, and Mikayla is in the spotlight. "Some powerful families are already eyeing her as a potential daughter-in-law. However, that girl is blind to true fortune. With your brilliance right in front of her, her arrogance is nothing but laughable." Andrew waved his hand as he left. "That's enough. I'm heading out

At 6 p.m., night had already fallen. Andrew drove his beat-up secondhand car with Aspen in the passenger seat, dressed in an evening gown with flawless makeup, as they headed for the Chetvine Grand Hall. Tonight, Ezekiel was hosting a banquet there for Chetvine's high society. Aspen laughed and asked, "Honey, how are we going to sneak in later? Chetvine's dinner parties are world-class events. We don't have invitations, so crashing the party doesn't seem right." Andrew was completely nonchalant about it. "Crashing parties is standard. What's wrong with that? We'll play it by ear when we get there. If we don't have invitations, then we'll just get ourselves a couple." Aspen made agreeable sounds and nodded excitedly. "Okay. Just thinking about meeting all those important people later makes this trip worthwhile." Andrew completely understood her feelings. Aspen came from a good background. She was the daughter of a prominent family from Bridgefields. If she had lived her whol