Christina said calmly, "I would never sell my body in exchange for wealth and status. But you and Mom aren't wrong—Finley is someone I can take advantage of. Aspen is useless now, so I'll be the one to take over this alliance with Finley." Irene beamed with excitement. "Then what are we waiting for? Christie, call him right now and invite him over for dinner. I'll cook a feast myself—we have to treat him well!" Christina hesitated. "Inviting him to the house might not be the best idea. I think it'd be better to meet at a restaurant instead." Irene quickly objected, "A restaurant? That won't show enough sincerity! Think about it, Christie. If we invite Finley to our home, it sends a message that we value him. Once he's in a good mood, he'll be much easier to manipulate!" Leroy chimed in, "Exactly, Christie! Have him come over—I can drink with him too. As long as we keep him happy, you won't even have to sacrifice yourself. We can just use Finley's influence as our family's safet

After being violated by Rodney, Aspen developed a deep-seated hatred for men. It had worsened over time, turning into something almost pathological. She could not stand being near any man, let alone strip in front of hundreds of West End's men to serve them. Andrew looked at her, his expression cold and indifferent. "Take it off. Or, I'll personally take you to see how the Stevens family in Bridgefields is wiped out. You know better than anyone that erasing your family would be effortless for me." Aspen let out a bitter laugh. "Andrew, you're ruthless. Fine, I'll do it." Due to her recklessness, the Stevens family had nearly faced complete destruction. Now that they had barely escaped the jaws of death, she would never let them fall into ruin again. With trembling fingers, she unbuttoned her blouse and slowly slipped it off, revealing her smooth skin. Natasha watched with amusement. "I have to admit, her body and skin are flawless. Darling, are you sure you don't want to ta

Looking at the two defeated West End fighters, Andrew smirked. "You two weren't bad. Even though you didn't meet the challenge's conditions… I'll still reward you with something. Take it." With that, he tossed them a small bottle. Inside were two weaker versions of the Cleansing Pill—leftovers from when he refined the real thing. The two swordsmen were stunned for a moment before their faces lit up with excitement. They nearly dropped to their knees in gratitude. "Mr. Lloyd, we lost. We couldn't even last a single round against you… Why would you still reward us?" The two looked at him, completely baffled. Andrew waved them off. "You both have potential. That alone makes you worth investing in." Natasha shot them a look. "What are you idiots standing around for? Say thank you!" Snapping back to reality, they quickly bowed. "Thank you, Mr. Lloyd!" Andrew stepped down from the ring and turned to Natasha. "Now, do you understand why I said your people are just 'decent'?"

Andrew's expression remained emotionless, his eyes devoid of any sympathy. "Didn't you say you were confident? That you were exceptional? I gave you every possible advantage. Yet look at you—you still couldn't even touch me." He added, "So, tell me… doesn't that make you completely worthless?" Tears finally spilled from Aspen's eyes. She gritted her teeth and hissed, "Andrew, don't get cocky! I'll fight you to the death!" Andrew's eyes narrowed slightly. With a flick of his wrist, his hand cut through the air, heading straight for Aspen's face. She shut her eyes in despair, bracing herself for another slap. However, it did not land on her cheek this time. Instead, his palm came down hard—right on her backside. This was not a playful slap—it was pure, calculated punishment. A sharp gasp escaped Aspen's lips as a searing pain shot through her body. Her legs buckled, a numbing ache spreading through her lower half, making it impossible to stand. The sheer force of the strike

Andrew said, "Alright then, let's wait and see who comes out on top in the end!" He ignored Michael's threats and headed upstairs to find Lauren. … The moment Lauren saw him, her face lit up with excitement. She exclaimed, "Dr. Lloyd, Shiloh's influence is even stronger than I expected! You probably haven't checked yet, but Rhodes Pharmaceutical's sales for your two signature pills have been doubling every single day since Shiloh's endorsement!" Andrew was not surprised. The main reason was simple—the Vitality Pill and Titan Essence Pill were high-quality products. Once people understood their benefits, they naturally trusted them and bought without hesitation. On top of that, Shiloh had always maintained a strong and positive reputation online. With her loyal fan base rallying behind her, there was no way the two pills would not go viral. Lauren clenched her fist, brimming with energy. "At this rate, our advantage is growing by the day. As long as we have the Vitality Pil