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Andrew Baron : The Undercover Trillionaire On Top Chapter 179: Breaking Rules
Everyone turned to see who had spoken. Amos’s heart skipped a beat when he saw the chief commissioner standing at the entrance. His eyes widened in disbelief. It felt like a ghost had just walked into the room.The chief commissioner. Back.Amos couldn’t comprehend it. His mind raced, the warning from earlier echoing in his ears. No way. This is impossible.He remembered the last time the commissioner had taken his half-year break. It was around this time last year, and everyone knew how strict the ritual was. Not a single person had expected him to break it. No one even thought it was possible. But he had. He had stayed away for half the year, keeping himself secluded. The last major case that happened while he was gone had shaken the department. The commissioner didn’t return for that either. He hadn’t even bothered to check in, leaving everyone to pick up the pieces. So why now?Amos couldn’t grasp it. Had the commissioner really come back for this man ? He could feel his stomac
Andrew Baron : The Undercover Trillionaire On Top Chapter 212: Trouble In Paradise
Suddenly Mr Roman collapsed The music paused mid-beat as gasps broke out through the crowd. Mr Roman's tall frame crumpled like paper onto the marble floor,right where he standing seconds ago. For a long second, no one moved. Everyone was left stunned as they gawked at Roman's lifless body. Within the blink of an eye , Anastacia’s heels clicked sharply as she rushed forward, hunkering down to her dad's position. Mr Roman lay motionless—eyes rolled back, lips parted, skin already turning a pale shade that wasn’t natural. “Dad!” Anastacia cried, shooking his body for a reponse. “Someone help! Please!” A man in a navy-blue suit pushed through the crowd, dropping beside Mr. Roman with practiced urgency. “I’m a doctor,” he said quickly. “Everyone give him space!” The crowd immediately parted around them. The doctor’s fingers moved fast—checking pulse, lifting eyelids and beginning compressions. His calm voice barked instructions to nearby staff.“Get me a light and keep
Andrew Baron : The Undercover Trillionaire On Top Chapter 213: Cast Aside
Andrew took one slow breath and stepped forward, his gaze fixed on the pale figure lying helpless on the floor . Mr. Roman’s chest barely moved. Time was slipping through their fingers and something needed to be done before it got out of hand .“I can heal him,” Andrew said, his voice steady, filled with certainity and boldness The moment those words fell off Andrew's lips , all eyes shifted to him. Their judgmental piercing gazes, pinned on him .Aunt Monica turned, her eyes sharp and unforgiving. “What do you know about curing disease and saving lives?” she hissed.“Not much,” Andrew replied. “But I can be of help.”The room turned colder with her glare. “Shut that mouth of yours. No one has time for your nonsense.” She snapped angrily Anastacia spun toward him, eyes red and brimming. “You stressed my father out with that little stunt you pulled earlier. This is all on you. Since you arrived, all we’ve had is chaos.” Anastacia yelled , her eyes brimming with hatred toward Andrew
Andrew Baron : The Undercover Trillionaire On Top Chapter 214: Someone Better
Anastasia’s voice trembled as she broke the silence. “How good is he? Will he really be able to heal my father?” She asked , her voice laced with doubt Her eyes were restless, her fingers tightening around the hem of her sleeve as if gripping her last hope. “Of course he can,” Morin straightened, puffing out his chest as if the moment had been scripted for him. “His name is Dr. Vanton Cross.Top of his class, trained in every advanced treatment you can think of. There’s no illness Dr. Cross can’t cure.”Anastasia blinked. “Dr. Vanton Cross?”“Wait—Dr. Vanton Cross?” Aunt Monica cut in, her voice rising with sudden excitement. “I know him!” she nearly shouted, turning sharply toward the others. “He was trained by Doctor Ambrose.”A murmur rippled through the room.“Doctor Ambrose’s apprentice?” someone asked, skeptical, as though the name alone needed confirmation.“You mean the Dr. Cross? The best apprentice of Dr. Ambrose?” another chimed in, their voice echoing with disbelief.“Ye
Andrew Baron : The Undercover Trillionaire On Top Chapter 215: Miracle Worker Indeed
Dr. Cross had arrived.All heads turned as the man stepped in, crisp white coat fluttering slightly as he moved with a kind of polished confidence that demanded attention. His assistant trailed behind, younger, quieter, clutching a sleek black briefcase.Morin stepped forward, straightening his collar and clearing his throat. “This,” he announced with pride swelling in his voice, “is Dr. Cross.”Gasps followed. The Ashton family stared as if royalty had entered their home. Eyes widened. Jaws slackened. It was as though he had summoned a god, not a doctor.“You actually brought him?” Aunt Monica blinked hard, like she didn’t trust her own vision.“You must be joking,” someone muttered from the back. “Dr. Cross? Here?”“Oh my God,” Someone said under their breath. “This is serious.”Dr. Cross gave a slight nod, scanning the room with mild detachment. His gaze was piercing but not unfriendly—more clinical, like he was already diagnosing everyone from across the room.Aunt Monica sprang
Andrew Baron : The Undercover Trillionaire On Top Chapter 216: Deep Mess
As if that wasn’t enough, sweat began to bead on Mr. Roman’s forehead. His chest rose unevenly. His breathing grew heavy, ragged—as though invisible hands were wrapped around his throat. He clutched at the bedsheet, lips parting in desperate gasps. Then, all of a sudden , a thick, dark clot of blood burst from his lips as his eyes snapped shut again.“Doctor! What’s happening? Do something!” Anastacia’s scream filled the room.“Dad… please stay with me—Dad, please…” Her voice cracked, full of fear. She grabbed her father's shoulders, shook him desperately, but he didn’t respond. She dropped beside him, both hands pressing against his chest, as if her touch could bring him back.“ Dad, please wake up .… don’t do this… not now…”The hall went pin-drop silent .Then all of a sudden an uproar of murmur erupted in the hall with each and everyone of the guests faces etched with shock.“What the hell just happened?”“Wasn’t he just fine?”“Didn’t the doctor just treat him?”“He looks worse
Andrew Baron : The Undercover Trillionaire On Top Chapter 217: He Did The Impossible
Murmurs erupted across the hall as Andrew stepped forward once again, his face unreadable, his hands steady."I’ll try to heal him," he said, calm but firm.This time, the protests were weaker—more confused than defiant. Maybe they were tired. Maybe they had already given up hope.Dr. Cross stood off to the side, hands folded, jaw tight. Even he had stepped back after failing ."I need a glass of water and salt ," Andrew said.The room fell into a deep silence as everyone glanced at one another with confusion laced in their gazes.Then a loud scoff from one of the guests, broke the deafening silence ."You again?" someone muttered, loud enough to be heard."You'll kill him before the disease does," said another."He’s not a miracle worker, he’s just desperate."A young boy, trembling slightly, handed him a glass of water. Andrew nodded once in thanks and proceeded to carefully mix the liquid together ."What did you just put in there?" a voice called out sharply.Andrew didn’t flinch
Andrew Baron : The Undercover Trillionaire On Top Chapter 218: The Man Who Did The Impossible
Everyone stood frozen.The whispers hadn't started yet. Only silence. The kind that hangs heavy, like the seconds after a gunshot. And in the middle of it all, Dr. Cross stared at the floor, heat crawling up his neck.He had failed.Not just in front of strangers—but in front of Mr. Roman. In front of distinguished people The salt and water still shimmered faintly on Mr. Roman’s lips, like some kind of joke. And Andrew—an outsider, a nobody—stood with the quiet of someone who had nothing to prove and everything to win.Dr. Cross swallowed hard.This was supposed to be his moment. The one that would make headlines. Dr. Cross, the man who saved Roman Ashton. Instead, he had spent thirty minutes fumbling with wires, shouting instructions, performing tests—and nothing. No result. No sign of progress. Just sweat and rising panic. And now, people would say he did nothing. That he watched while a man poured table salt into a glass and did the impossible.A whisper broke out nearby. A sof
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Chapter 226: The Wheels Of Revenge
Amik had gotten home that night,his shoulders heavy with the weight of the day’s humiliation. The air inside his penthouse was thick with tension, the silence broken only by the sharp clicks of his polished shoes against the marble floor. His mind replayed the scene at the lounge —Andrew’s cold smirk, the way the other executives had turned their backs as if he were nothing. The memory burned like acid in his chest. His friend, Daniel, was already there, pacing the length of the living room like a caged animal. The television screen flickered with muted news coverage—Amik Corporation’s stocks plummeting, analysts dissecting his downfall with clinical detachment. Daniel’s face was pale, his fingers twitching at his sides as if he wanted to punch something. The moment Amik stepped in, Daniel whirled around, his eyes wild. “What the hell happened, Amik? What did I see on TV?” His voice was a blade, slicing through the quiet. Amik exhaled, his fingers tightening around the glass
Chapter 225 : Had I known Is A Brother To Mr. It's Too Late !
His voice, once proud and sharp, broke down into pleading. “I-I’m sorry,” Amik stammered, hands trembling, “Please… I didn’t know… If I had known… I swear, I wouldn’t have…” He looked up at Andrew like a drowning man begging for rope. “I was wrong. I was so wrong. Please forgive me. Just one chance, just one.” But Andrew didn’t move. He didn’t speak. He didn’t show the rage they had mocked, or the power they had denied. He only looked at Amik with the same quiet calm that had shaken them all to the core. It was that stillness that made it unbearable. “I didn’t know,” Amik repeated, now more desperately. “I didn’t mean it. I didn’t know who you were!” Amik begged harder, his voice growing more frantic. He promised anything, everything—money, favors, loyalty—but deep down, he knew it was too late. It was all his fault . His voice was shaking, words tumbling over each other, but Andrew’s expression didn’t change. There was no mercy in his eyes. He had given him chan
Chapter 224 : Dropped To His Knees
Amik laughed, loud and careless, the sound ringing through the room. “Don’t tell me you actually believed what this lowlife just said?” He tilted his head, smiling as if he had just witnessed the most ridiculous lie of the century. His words dripped with mockery, his voice full of arrogance. He spoke like a man too sure of the air he breathed, too unaware that it could be taken from him. He looked around for agreement, waiting for the others to join in, but his laughter began to echo back at him. The room didn’t laugh with him this time. There was a pause. A long one. Then a voice snapped through the silence like a crack in glass. "He was telling the truth!" one of the men shouted back, his voice cracking with urgency, and instantly, every pair of eyes in the room jerked toward the television mounted on the wall. And just like that, nothing else in the room mattered anymore. The screen lit up with the red-and-white logo of a news station known for breaking high-priori
Chapter 223 : Turn On The Goddamn TV !!
Andrew slowly took the phone away from his ear, his thumb still resting on the screen. He didn’t blink. He didn’t move. His face stayed calm—too calm. But the room around him was not. Suddenly, loud laughter exploded in the air, sharp and mocking. It was cruel. It was on purpose. Each laugh was louder and meaner than the last, filled with pride and disbelief. They weren’t just laughing at what he said. They were laughing at the idea that someone like him could say it and actually believe it. One of them clapped loudly, almost choking in his amusement. “You hear that?! He cancelled the contract,” he managed to gasp, slapping the armrest beside him. “The bloody contract! What’s next? He owns Jashem too?!” Another man snorted and leaned in, eyes glinting with ridicule. “Only the chairman can make that call. And last I checked, the chairman doesn’t wear cheap jeans and second-hand shoes.” The laughter doubled. It wasn’t just sound—it was assault. “You must really enj
Chapter 222: One More Chance
Andrew was slightly taken aback himself, though not in the way they thought. He hadn't known Amik had partnered with his company. Not because it wasn’t important, but because he hadn’t been keeping up. The CEO had begged him to visit the Jashem branch, to see the numbers, the growth, to meet the new partners. But Andrew hadn’t had the time—or the interest. He had poured his all into that company . He’d built it brick by brick. And when it began to rise, he didn’t cling to it. He didn’t need to see its shadow to know it still stood strong. He set it up to grow without him. He had built ten branches in the ten cities. Each one planted like a seed with deep roots. He had no idea the Jashem branch had grown so much. That it now commanded this kind of attention. That it had the clout to make or break careers. Andrew chuckled softly. The world is small. Smaller than pride. Still, he wouldn’t use it against the man. Not yet. He wouldn’t tamper with Amik’s contract. Bu
Chapter 221 : Smaller Than Pride
Silence fell in the room, Thick and heavy . No one spoke, not even Amik. Every man in that lounge had gone still, as if suddenly realizing they’d been standing beside royalty and hadn’t known it. Every man in that lounge knew exactly who he was now. “This is Amik Brandon, the CEO of Amiklin Corp” One of the men said out loud , his voice trembling with amazement “Of course it's him !” Another yelled in astonishment Amik Brandon. The man the whole of Jashem was buzzing about. The man whose name had been plastered across every media channel four days ago after the shocking announcement that A and U Group had partnered with him. A partnership of that level was unheard of. Almost mythical. Every tech CEO in the city had been trying for years to get A and U’s attention, and yet somehow, Amik had done it. Practically overnight, he'd become Jashem’s newest obsession. People wanted to know how he pulled it off. Was it innovation? Was it bribery? Was it sheer luck? It didn
Chapter 220 : Judge The Book By The Cover
Mr. Amik stood firm, eyes narrowing as Andrew prepared to walk past. His presence wasn’t loud, but the tension in his stance spoke volumes. To him, the idea of this plain-dressed stranger cutting ahead was nothing short of an insult. It wasn’t just impatience—it was disbelief. And somewhere beneath it, bruised pride that refused to bleed quietly. In Jashem City, you could size a man up before he even spoke. The city was built on performance, and everyone knew it. Wealth was never silent. It sparkled in diamond watches, strutted in limited-edition suits, and screamed from behind tinted luxury cars. That was the code. That was the order. And in this order, no rich man dressed in a shirt and faded jeans. So Amik didn’t need confirmation. He didn’t need names or stories. He had looked at Andrew, made a decision, and moved on. Lower class. Clearly. And now that man was stepping in before him? He felt his chest tighten with fury, the kind that didn’t explode—but boiled. H
Chapter 219 : The Meeting
Andrew decided to meet with Mr. Torino, the man Cain had mentioned—the one who supposedly held answers about the crimson herb. Whether the man could be trusted was still uncertain, but at this point, Andrew knew one thing for sure: the deeper he went into this web, the more every move mattered. When he arrived at the office, he saw five other men already seated in the narrow waiting area. They didn’t look like ordinary clients. Their suits were crisp, their silence loaded. Men like these didn’t sit in waiting rooms unless they were waiting for something very valuable—or someone very powerful. And none of them seemed like the type to be kept waiting for long. Andrew took a seat without a word. His eyes didn’t scan the room. He didn’t acknowledge anyone. There was no point in drawing attention to himself when all he wanted was information. His thoughts were elsewhere—fixed on the herb, Cain’s warning, and now this mysterious Mr. Torino. Minutes passed. He was still thi
Chapter 218 : Ten Steps Ahead
Andrew stood still, his jaw locked tight, eyes unreadable. The cold in his expression far sharper than any weapon aimed his way. Twenty guns. Twenty black barrels waiting for a command. But not a twitch crossed his features. There was no panic behind his eyes. He wasn’t thinking about the bullets or the weight of twenty triggers. His mind was far ahead. Past the fear. Past the noise. Locked on the only thing that mattered now—the herb. “I’ll sign on one condition,” Andrew said finally, his voice quiet but clear as he took a slow, unhurried step toward Cain. Cain's hand twitched, the papers on the desk rustling under his palm. “If you move an inch, I’ll order my men to shoot,” he snapped, slamming his palm down again, like that sound alone could make him feel powerful. “Sign the document. Once you do, we’ll start from there.” Andrew didn’t look at the paper. He didn’t look at the button. He only looked at Cain. And he knew. If Cain had really meant to kill him, he would
