Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren)

Phantom Eye let out a cold snort and asked, "So, Kenny and the Golding family are in Jayrodale now, aren't they? I bet Kenny brought along his son-in-law, Elon Golding, the eldest son of the Golding family. That fat guy is infamous for playing dirty. Trust me, he won't negotiate politely with you."

Andrew nodded calmly. "You're right. He's already made his move by kidnapping someone close to me."

Phantom Eye paused, then burst into laughter. "Then you're done for! A small-time player like you doesn't stand a chance against someone like Elon, who comes from one of the Five Apex Families. These guys aren't just spoiled rich kids- they're ruthless and resourceful. Crushing you would be child's play for him."

Andrew raised an eyebrow, his tone indifferent. "Is that so? Well, we'll see about that. Personally, I think this Elon guy is no different from a dumb pig."

With that, Andrew turned and walked away. Phantom Eye called after him, laughing. "However this plays out, Elon will destroy you. Why not let me out? Maybe I'll feel generous and help you out."

Andrew did not respond. Instead, he simply raised his middle finger without looking back. Phantom Eye's face darkened, his expression turning furious.

He shouted, "You're just a nobody from Jayrodale, trying to go up against a Golding family heir? You're digging your own grave! I'll stay right here in this cell and watch how you get yourself killed!"

Andrew ignored him, grabbing Michael and speeding off toward the Jayrodale Grand Hotel. As he drove, he made a call to Donald, the police commissioner.

"Mr. Warren, Mr. Aicker's granddaughter, Francesca, has been kidnapped by the Golding family from Blumedale and Kenny. I'm going to need your help again."

...

Meanwhile, at the Jayrodale Grand Hotel, the hotel manager was fawning over Elon Golding like a loyal servant. Elon waved him off dismissively. "Get out of here."

The manager bowed deeply, backing away. "Of course, Mr. Golding. If you need anything, just call for me personally."noveldrama

Elon then gestured for the manager to come closer. "I heard that a guy named Andrew Lloyd caused quite a scene here a while back. He even beat up Winston from the Wright family of Blumedale. Is that true?"

The manager forced a nervous

smile. "Yes, sir. That Andrew fellow is quite the troublemaker. He showed up at a banquet hosted by a local businessman, Raymond Chapman, and didn't even show respect to Mr. Wright. He ended up slapping Winston until his face was covered in blood. It was brutal."

Elon chuckled, shaking his head. "Winston's nothing but a spoiled playboy who only knows how to chase women. It's no surprise he got beaten What's surprising is that a nobody like Andrew had the guts to lay a hand on him. You'd think the Wright family would've done something about it."

Kenny, who was sitting nearby, laughed. "Elon, why bother with the Wright family's drama? That Andrew kid is already a dead man walking. He's got too many sins to count."

Elon smirked. Still, I have to admit,

it's impressive that this little punk had the nerve to hit Winston. Maybe he's got some guts after all. If he gets down on his knees before me and swears to serve me for life, I might even consider making him my lackey."