2023-05-29 15:40:31"I said, my body is too valuable to sleep with a whore like your sister."
Orlando appeared to chuckle, while Andrew, unable to contain his anger any longer, was about to throw a punch at Orlando.
However, just before it landed on Orlando's face, Erica screamed, "Stop!"
The girl in the red shirt approached Andrew and hugged him tightly from behind. This prompted Andrew to release his grip on Orlando's collar and embrace Erica to calm her down.
"Don't do anything, Andrew. I beg you. Don't jeopardize your position," Erica whispered.
Orlando and Nadine had sinister grins on their faces. Orlando, in particular, remained confident because they were in his father's company. He believed that would protect him from Andrew's attack. As long as they were in his territory, Orlando thought Andrew wouldn't dare to touch him.
"What your sister said is true, Andrew. You'd better watch your attitude. You might end up without a job in this city. You should understand the power of my family, what we can do to shape someone's career. Don't you remember when you worked here, one of your colleagues got fired? Have you ever asked him how his life is now?" Orlando stared at Andrew fiercely.
"I don't care and I'm not afraid of your family, Orlando! I'm here to defend my sister!" Andrew glared back.
"More precisely, to defend a whore," Nadine interjected with a laugh.
Andrew was about to approach Nadine, and this time he didn't consider whether she was a woman or not. He wanted to slap Nadine's face. However, once again, Erica stopped her brother by holding him back.
"No, no! Don't do anything, Andrew. I beg you, promise me!" Erica pleaded.
"Erica! Stop holding me back. They've spread malicious rumors and lies to degrade you! You've been humiliated by them, Erica! I won't stay silent when someone disrespects my family!"
Orlando and Nadine applauded and laughed. Both of them approached Andrew and Erica, and even Orlando didn't hesitate to embrace Andrew with his irritating expression.
"A beautiful drama in the morning. You're lucky to have a younger sister who is much more mature and understands your position in this city, Andrew. Erica, I will forgive your deliberate attempts to seduce me, and I won't bring up the slander you threw at Andrew again. Nadine has decided the same thing. What happened this morning, I consider it done."
"No! It's not over, you bastard!" Andrew pulled Orlando's collar again.
"Stop it, Andrew!"
Erica raised her voice and scolded her brother. She released her embrace on Andrew and pulled his hand away from Orlando's collar.
"Let me handle this!" Erica cupped her hands in front of Orlando and said, "I beg you, forgive what happened this morning. Please don't make it difficult for my brother to find a job. After all, we no longer have parents. We need money, I plead with you, don't bring up this incident again, Sir."
Seeing her sister continuously apologizing to Orlando infuriated Andrew. He then decided to pull Erica away from Orlando.
"Come on, Erica!"
Andrew chose not to prolong the issue as long as Erica was near him. He restrained his anger and resentment towards Orlando. However, his mind still struggled to stay focused and not let the emotions ignite against the two annoying individuals.
Unfortunately, the words that came out of Orlando's mouth afterward made Andrew halt his steps, which had already taken him quite far, when Orlando shouted, "Goodbye, poor people! If you need a job, come to me, Erica, and lick my ass!"
"No, don't do it, Andrew!" Erica tried to stop Andrew, but her brother could no longer contain his anger.
Nadine and Orlando's laughter echoed in front of the company. Just before Orlando entered, Andrew leaped towards him, causing Orlando to fall.
"KYAA!"
Nadine's laughter turned into screams. Orlando's body was right in the middle of the door, keeping the automatic door open.
Andrew gripped his neck and sat on top of Orlando's body. His gaze was fierce, and he said, "Say hello to hell, Orlando!"
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The flickering neon lights outside 'The Rusty Anchor' reflected off the rain puddles, creating distorted shadows on Andrew’s face. He pulled his hoodie lower. It felt strange walking among the people he usually ignored. Now, he was one of them—the invisible debris of the city.His back still throbbed from the strikes of Orlando’s silver cane, and every step he took sent a jolt of pain through his fractured ribs. However, that physical agony was nothing compared to the cold, frozen rage solidifying in his chest.Andrew stopped in front of an old electronics shop displaying a dozen televisions in the window. Every single one broadcasted the same face: Elena."Further evidence has been uncovered regarding Andrew’s involvement in money laundering through his humanitarian foundation," the news anchor’s voice echoed through the quiet street. "Orlando Smith, currently serving as interim CEO, has promised full transparency. Meanwhile, Andrew’s whereabouts remain unknown. Police warn that he i
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The rain over the industrial zone was thick with the scent of rusted metal and sea salt. Inside the warehouse, the air was stagnant, smelling of antiseptic and decay. Andrew stood before a cracked mirror in the small bathroom of the bunker, staring at the stranger looking back at him.His face was a map of purple bruises and jagged cuts. His ribs were bound so tightly with bandages that every breath felt like a shallow struggle. But it was his eyes that troubled him most. The vibrant, electric blue that usually pulsed with the energy of the necklace had faded into a dull, flat grey. He reached for his chest, touching the blackened stone. It felt like a cold piece of coal, dead and unresponsive."Boss, the van is ready," Viper’s voice echoed from the hallway. "But I still think this is a mistake. You’re in no condition to be on the streets."Andrew stepped out, leaning heavily against the doorframe. He was wearing a grease-stained hoodie and oversized cargo pants—the kind of clothes he
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Viper pushed the black van through the outskirts of the city, weaving through traffic and mounting curbs whenever necessary. In the back, Andrew lay sprawled on the floor, his breath coming in jagged hitches. His chest felt like it was being hollowed out by fire. Every time he tried to tap into the energy of the necklace, a cold, viscous pain stabbed at his heart. The seal was absolute."Hang on, Boss," Viper growled, swerving the wheel toward a derelict industrial zone near the docks. "We’re almost at 'The Hole'."'The Hole' was an old warehouse Andrew had converted into an emergency medical bunker years ago. He had built it using untraceable cash—no bank records, no digital footprints, and completely hidden from Elena’s oversight.As the van’s sliding doors hissed open, two medics in nameless black scrubs immediately pulled Andrew onto a gurney."Status?" one of the medics asked sharply."Internal bleeding, fractured ribs in three places, and... something supernatural has choked his
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The heavy oak doors of the Chief Surgeon’s office felt like the gates of a tomb. Inside, Andrewlay collapsed on the floor, his fingers twitching toward the obsidian-black pendant resting on hischest. Every breath was a jagged blade in his lungs. The Essence of the Black Shackle,activated by Elena’s herbal "vitality" drink, was doing its work—weaving a web of necroticenergy around his meridians, strangling the very source of his power.Orlando stood over him, his expensive Italian leather shoes inches from Andrew’s face. Hereached down and gripped Andrew’s hair, forcing his head up."Look at you," Orlando sneered,, his eyes dancing with a manic light. "The great Andrew. TheKing of the City. The man who thought he could erase the Smith name with a few signaturesand a flashy suit. You look like a dying dog, Andrew."Andrew tried to speak, but only a thick, metallic-tasting bile rose in his throat. He looked pastOrlando to Elena. She stood by the window, her silhouette sharp again
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Andrew woke up with a cold sweat drenching his silk sheets. His heart was hammering against his ribs—a sensation he hadn’t felt since he first mastered the inner breathing techniques of the ancient necklace. Normally, the energy from the artifact would soothe his nerves even in the deepest sleep, but tonight, he felt as if a thousand-ton weight was crushing his chest.He glanced at the digital clock on the bedside table. 4:30 AM. The dawn had not yet touched the city’s skyline, but unease had already gripped his soul. Andrew sat up, attempting to summon a flicker of energy to clear his mind. However, as he tried to circulate the power through his meridians, he hit a wall. It felt like trying to force water through pipes filled with thick, freezing sludge."Something is wrong," he whispered into the darkness.He reached beneath his shirt, clutching the necklace. The metal was cold—far too cold. Usually, the yellow gemstone emitted a faint, comforting warmth that synchronized with his h
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The skyline of the metropolis shimmered under the moonlight, a sprawling sea of electric diamonds that seemed to bow before the penthouse of the Celestial Tower. Inside, Andrew stood by the floor-to-ceiling glass window, a glass of vintage scotch in his hand. He wasn't the same man who had been humiliated in a cramped office years ago. His curly brown hair was neatly trimmed, and his blue eyes, once filled with desperation, now held the cold, piercing depth of an ancient ocean.The necklace—the source of his god-like power—rested silently beneath his silk shirt. He could feel its pulse, a rhythmic thrum of energy that connected him to the very atoms of the city. To the world, Andrew was the untouchable sovereign of the Smith-William conglomerate. He had crushed his enemies, healed the incurable, and amassed a fortune that could buy nations."Everything looks small from up here, doesn't it?"A soft voice broke his contemplation. Andrew didn't need to turn around to know it was Elena, h
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Reader Comments
this is so stupid, no one in their right mind would just stand a allow someone else to just abuse them and do nothing,,,,better yet why not just walk away.
Does he listen to himself? This is absolutely ridiculous how could he possibly allow them to continue humiliating them without saying anything?
Back and forth narrative please writer make it more interesting not frustrating by the way..
This Andrew shit is a fu****g shit. Too much blah blah blah. His sister is the last to stand up for and still blah blah..