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Rocco laughed along, convinced Andrew had lost his mind. "Everyone who falls into East Side's hands ends up scared witless. It's understandable!" The lackeys guarding the warehouse entrance relaxed, exchanging amused looks. They began calling out suggestions for torture, each more horrific than the last. "Mr. Madden, how do you want to handle him? Chop off a few fingers first, or maybe castrate him right away?" "Look at his flawless skin. Maybe we could sell him to a… certain kind of club," another thug suggested with a twisted grin. "Remember how many times he slapped you back at the track? I think you should return the favor, Mr. Madden—then work him over until he begs for death." Juan gloated. "Did you hear that? You're in for a world of pain. You sure you don't want to beg for mercy now?" Andrew replied impatiently, "I came here to teach Tony a lesson, not to watch a bunch of clowns put on a show. If you don't make your move soon, I'll make mine." Juan roared with lau
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Rocco trembled as cold sweat ran down his body, realizing they had severely underestimated their opponent. The other East Side thugs stood frozen, afraid that any sudden move might make Andrew hurt Juan. "Let Mr. Madden go, and I'll put down my gun. Deal?" Rocco slowly lowered his weapon, though a murderous glint flickered in his eyes. Andrew smiled. "That's better." However, he quickly delivered another slap to Juan's face. "Didn't he want me to try hitting him? Well, how about one, two, three…" He asked mockingly, "How was that? Satisfied now?" The pain was unbearable, and Juan sobbed, "Yes, yes! Please stop! No more! I'll die if you don't stop!" "What more do you want?" Rocco shouted. "I've surrendered. But if anything happens to Mr. Madden, you're dead!" Andrew released Juan with a warning. "Get lost, but remember our deal—you leave me alone after this." As Juan stumbled toward him, Rocco rolled forward and snatched up his gun. "Let you go? After what you did to Mr.
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Juan's heart pounded as he swallowed hard. There was nothing funny about this situation at all. Unfortunately, Tony had already hung up, pleased with himself. "Please don't kill me! I'll do anything. Just let me live!" Juan begged on his knees as Andrew approached with an increasingly cold smile. … Meanwhile, at East Side, Tony sat relaxed in his leather armchair with a casual smile. He declared. "I'm not releasing him. The kid beat up Juan, my only son. Anyone who touches him is basically spitting in my face, and that means death." Lauren, Cedric, and Dylan sat across from him, their faces grim. "Mr. Madden Senior, this whole mess started because Juan provoked Andrew first," Lauren argued angrily. "Isn't it excessive to kill someone just because of that? You can't just abuse your position as East Side's crime lord to take lives as you please." "Ms. Rhodes, I don't appreciate that tone," Tony drawled, sipping his tea. "Even if Juan started it, so what? That kid is just a n
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Lauren, Cedric, and Dylan watched in shock as a figure walked calmly into the room. The man ignored the tension in the air and strode straight toward Tony. "You must be Tony Madden, the so-called king of East Side," Andrew said, his voice steady. "I beat up Juan and killed your man. Well, I'm here. What are you going to do about it?" Lauren, Cedric, and Dylan were stunned by the sheer audacity of those words. He single-handedly stormed East Side, killed one of Tony's top men, and beat Juan to a pulp. Not only that, but he was even challenging Tony himself. Even Dylan, a man who had seen his fair share of violence and chaos, felt a cold sweat forming as he watched Andrew's unshaken figure. He always knew Andrew was formidable, but this was a whole other level of audacity. Tony's face turned red with rage, veins bulging in his forehead as he growled, "I'm going to kill you!" Over a hundred East Side members flooded the room, their faces twisted with menace. Several of them gave
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Tony let out a sinister laugh. "What's the matter? Getting scared now? Weren't you acting tough just a minute ago?" Andrew smiled. "I'm not scared. I'm just suggesting we could resolve this peacefully. What do you think?" Tony laughed, his tone mocking. "Resolve this peacefully? This isn't over until you're in pieces! Get on your knees, cripple yourself, and beg for Juan's forgiveness. Maybe then we'll talk." Tony relaxed back in his chair, lit a cigar, and began blowing smoke rings. Lauren frowned. "Mr. Madden Senior, you're being unreasonable. We can treat Juan's injuries and discuss this like civilized people." "Tony, it's better to end feuds than escalate them," Dylan added gravely. "The three of us are willing to make amends. Isn't that enough?" Tony scoffed. "This loser dared to come to my territory and challenge me. Do you think I'll let him walk out of the East Side alive? That's ridiculous." Andrew chimed in, "I agree. I gave you a chance for peace, but you're t
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Andrew sneered. "Well, are we doing this the hard way?" Tony was on the verge of losing it. He barked, "Shut up and let go of Juan! If you do, I'll let you walk out of here. Now, get lost! All of you!" Andrew said calmly, "Ms. Rhodes, Dylan, Dr. Aicker—let's go." Dylan did not move. "Mr. Lloyd, don't trust Tony. The moment we leave, he'll order his men to surround us." Andrew turned to Tony with a smile. "You'd better not try that. I've hit a pressure point in Juan's body that could be fatal." He continued, "If we can't leave safely, believe me, your idiot son will be the first to die." Tony's expression fell again. He had indeed planned to order his hundreds of thugs to beat up these bastards the moment Andrew released Juan. However, he had not expected Andrew to be one step ahead. "Are we really going to let this punk walk away just like this?" one of his trusted men shouted in frustration. "When has East Side ever taken such a huge loss?" Tony replied grimly, "What
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Lauren said with disgust, "Last time at the racetrack, it was that bastard who pushed Juan to start trouble. While the Wellers may be one of Jayrodale's elite families, Harvey is nothing but a scheming snake." Dylan snorted. "Mr. Lloyd, would you like me to arrange something and teach that little punk Harvey a lesson?" Andrew responded calmly, "Not yet. If he continues to act foolishly and crosses my path one day, I'll make sure he understands the meaning of regret." Lauren's eyes sparkled as she smiled at Andrew. Her man was becoming more commanding by the day. Without making a show of it, he had both the legendary Aicker family and Dylan's people on his side. She could not help but wonder how Christina could have ever let go of someone with such capabilities. … That night, Tony was destined for a sleepless night. As he massaged his throbbing forehead, he asked, "Well? Have they figured out how to fix Juan's condition?" His trusted man replied anxiously, "Mr. Madden Seni
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Tony muttered, "Andrew Lloyd, Andrew Lloyd…" Then, he slapped Bernard so hard it sent him flying across the room. He spat, "Are you out of your damn mind? You think you can mess with me?" Bernard was stunned and protested, "Mr. Madden Senior, I'm telling the truth! Why are you hitting me?" He tried to be helpful, but Tony was not only ungrateful, but he was also violent. Bernard wanted to leave and just let Juan die. Tony snarled, "Why am I hitting you? You idiot, that bastard Andrew is the one who put Juan in this condition!" "What? He did this to Mr. Madden?" Bernard's jaw dropped as he finally understood why Tony had slapped him. He had unknowingly poked at Tony's fresh wound, so maybe he deserved that slap after all. "Mr. Madden Senior, if Mr. Madden's condition was really caused by him, then we're in serious trouble," Bernard said gravely after collecting himself. Tony snorted. "What do you mean trouble? With my connections and power, do you think I'm just going to
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It felt to Tiana like she had fallen into a vast, unfamiliar net—one she had never experienced before. She was sinking, drifting, wanting to break free. Yet, she was addicted to the thrill of it all. All these conflicting emotions passed through her in the blink of an eye, though they were layered and complex. Meanwhile, Andrew was completely unaware of the chaotic thoughts swirling inside her. To him, this was just another straightforward medical procedure. He was careful and respectful. He only touched what he had to, avoiding sensitive areas entirely. As a doctor, Andrew had no sense of guilt about what he was doing. Illness knew no gender; treatment was treatment. That was how he saw it. Whether others saw it the same way was not his concern. He calmly explained, "Stimulating your pressure points with needles and smoothing the meridians with massage helped your condition today. "But in the end, to restore proper balance, you'll still need a medicinal remedy to regulate
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Tiana flinched, both shocked and furious, but she had no chance of dodging him. Under Andrew's hand, she did not stand a chance. However, the loud smack that followed was not across her face—it landed squarely on a pressure point along her waist. A wave of sharp pain shot through her body like a crashing tide. She gasped, "Ah… Andrew, you… stop, that hurts…" A strange moan escaped her lips, echoing awkwardly in the quiet room. Andrew muttered under his breath, cursing her madness. Without wasting time, he lifted her up and laid her down across the bed. Tiana stared up at him in disbelief, her eyes wide—until he pulled out a slim, metallic object. A gleaming golden acupuncture needle. "Mrs. Rhodes, your speech is erratic, your energy's spiking. I'll give you a few needles to stabilize your condition," Andrew said calmly. With that, he plunged the first needle into a targeted spot on her body. Tiana's breath hitched as her lips parted, and her reaction was a mix of pai
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"If you called me here just to ask something this ridiculous, Mrs. Rhodes, then I'll be going now," Andrew said flatly as he turned toward the door. He did not dare stay a second longer, worried Tiana might start acting crazy like she did last time. If things spiraled out of control and someone like Jameson walked in on them, not even a hundred confessions could clear his name. "Stop right there!" Tiana snapped, her brows raised in defiance. "What's the matter? Are you that scared of being alone with me?" Andrew paused and looked back, his brows still tightly furrowed. "Mrs. Rhodes, you and I both know this isn't appropriate." Tiana stepped forward with a graceful sway, a trace of perfume trailing in her wake as she stopped right beside him. Her lips curled in a playful smile. "What's not appropriate? Can't a mother-in-law spend a little one-on-one time with her future son-in-law?" Andrew fell silent, exasperated. "You said you weren't feeling well. If you need help, I'll tak
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Andrew finally paid a visit to the Rhodes family. "Andy, you're here! Come in, have a seat," Jameson greeted warmly, his tone unusually enthusiastic. The way he looked at Andrew was not just the admiration of a family elder—it was the hopeful gaze of someone eyeing a perfect son-in-law. Lauren giggled behind her hand. "Andrew, you've become quite the welcome guest around here. Everyone in the Rhodes family is thrilled you came." Andrew glanced around casually and noticed several of the Rhodes family's core members smiling and nodding in greeting. A few girls around Lauren's age were sneaking glances his way, their cheeks tinged pink. Cecelia, the youngest among them, blurted out, "Andrew, when are you marrying Lauren?" Andrew laughed and replied, "Anytime works for me." Cecelia clapped her hands excitedly. "Great! Let's do the wedding today and the honeymoon tonight!" Jameson's eyes widened. "Cece! Stop saying nonsense!" His youngest daughter was a wild one—always blu
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Logan nodded and smiled. "Andrew's medical skills really are rare. Medicine is a deep and complex field, and among the younger generation in Blumedale, hardly anyone has any decent understanding of it. "Even top talents like Joe Driscoll or Luna Phelan from the three major families are focused on martial arts. When it comes to healing, there's nothing to talk about." George beamed. "What makes Andrew truly special is that he's not only exceptional in medicine, but his martial prowess is also extraordinary. Just the fact that he's survived the joint manhunt from two powerful families already tells me he's not to be underestimated." Logan frowned. "There's a rumor going around that Andrew survived only because someone powerful is secretly protecting him." George scoffed. "That's just idle gossip from nobodies parroting what they hear. If Andrew were weak, no amount of backing could keep him alive. Logan, remember this—life throws us many challenges, but there's one hurdle you mus
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Elon's face turned red from the scolding, and he muttered bitterly, "I mean, I might not be great, but I'm still better than Andrew, right? Are you really saying that in your eyes, your own son is worth less than that guy?" Richard let out a cold snort. "You really care about comparing yourself to him? Fine then—do you want the truth or a lie?" Elon shrank back at his father's sarcastic smile and mumbled, "The lie… I guess." Richard scoffed, "Alright. If it's lies you want, then sure—you're way more promising than Andrew. That guy doesn't even deserve to be compared to you." Elon's face twitched. He wanted to laugh, but the words tasted bitter in his mouth. The lie was that he was better than Andrew. But the truth? The truth was that compared to Andrew, he was absolutely nothing. The more he thought about it, the more he realized—either way, he came up short. So what was the point in choosing? He silently cursed, 'Damn it!' Richard folded his hands behind his back, his
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"He's my sworn brother, then standing up for him—no matter the cost—is only right," Logan said firmly. Elon's face instantly darkened, and deep inside, a gnawing jealousy bubbled up. Despite being the most low-key of the Five Apex Families' younger generation, Logan was arguably the most terrifying. He was about to take over the Keller family, a rising powerhouse. The Haywoods had Xavier—young, sharp, and fierce in combat. The Wrights had Quinton—manipulative, cunning, and notorious for his ruthlessness. But Elon? He was… just Elon. He was overweight, lacked presence, and had just been publicly humiliated when word spread that his wife had cheated on him. His reputation was already slipping, and now he had become the joke of Blumedale's elite circle. Still, no matter how pathetic things seemed, Elon believed he was far better than the man Andrew was. In his eyes, they were not even in the same league. So, it burned him even more to see Logan—someone he had always tried to i
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"Logan, don't you know Andrew killed my younger brother?" Xavier shouted furiously. It was understandable for Luna to speak up. After all, the Phelans owed Andrew a small favor—but now even the Keller family was interfering. If this continued, Andrew would not just remain unharmed; he would likely rise to prominence in Blumedale. Andrew's rise would be a direct slap in the face to the Haywoods, humiliating them beyond redemption. Roy spoke grimly, "Logan, you're set to lead the Keller family. You should know better than to blur right and wrong. Andrew repeatedly humiliated the Haywoods and even murdered Seth. Do you expect us to swallow such a huge insult?" Logan replied calmly, "Mr. Haywood Senior, you know exactly why things turned out this way. I hate to say it, but Seth brought his death upon himself. Andrew may be impulsive, but he's done nothing wrong in my eyes." "I'll say this only once: if the Haywoods continue their vendetta against him, the Keller family won't stan
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Xavier said, "Uncle Jude, you're in charge of internal discipline. My request is simple—either throw those losers out of the Haywoods and make them manage some backwater branch, or I'll kill them myself. And I doubt anyone in the family would object." Jude's eyelids twitched violently as he cursed the brats under his breath. Out loud, though, he nodded quickly and replied, "Don't worry, Xavier. I'll make sure they're kicked out of the family for good. They won't even get close to the front gate again." Xavier snorted and walked off, leaving Jude staring at his back, shaking his head. Jude muttered to himself, "Xavier… you really are the pride of the Haywoods. But you're spoiled by your status. With your father as the family head and all the elders favoring you, you've always kept the other branches under your heel. "That's understandable since you're the future heir and our strongest fighter among the younger generations. But the fact remains—you made a public promise and faile
