Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren)

Quinton was in disbelief, and his face twisted with rage, velns bulging at his temples as if they were about to burst. The humiliation, the burning fury, and the sheer frustration had his whole body trembling.

He had just been insulted-him, the heir of the Wrights, who came to Jayrodale bringing both power and wealth, and now a bunch of low-level underground thugs had just cursed him in front of everyone.

Christina's expression was conflicted as she said calmly, "Mr. Wright, please calm down. I think you need to understand the current situation in Jayrodale."

Quinton snapped, "What damn situation? If it weren't for my self-control, those cowards-those worthless losers -would've all been dead where they sat!"

His face had darkened so much that it looked like a thunderstorm was about to roll in. Everyone he had summoned had either abandoned him or turned on him. The grand effect he envisioned-rallying everyone to crush Andrew- was unraveling fast.

Christina spoke firmly, "Mr. Wright, maybe you don't know this yet, but Dylan and Natasha are both loyal to Andrew. Right now, he's the real power in Jayrodale. He's the underground ruler, the king without a crown."

For the first time, Quinton felt like the situation was slipping out of his grasp. He frowned and muttered, "That bastard really has that kind of reach?"

Coming from Blumedale, he knew how unruly the underground scene could be- full of dangerous people who answered to no one. You could pay them, and they might stab you in the back anyway. You could suppress them with force, but fear only worked for so long-eventually, they would turn on you.

Hence, Quinton did not fully buy what Christina was saying. To him, Andrew did not look like the kind of guy who could control an entire city's

underworld.

Nonetheless, Christina had no idea what Quinton was thinking. She simply continued, "It's not just the

underground. Madblade Martial Academy and Glorious Pharmaceuticals are also more or less under his influence."

Quinton sneered, "That explains why that punk Rodney had the balls to defy me like that."

He narrowed his eyes and asked, "What about Raymond? The guy looked like someone had killed his whole family. Don't tell me he's one of Andrew's people too?"

This time, it was Harvey who spoke up. He let out a bitter sigh and said, "Raymond isn't directly tied to

Andrew. But a while back, he did butt heads with him, thinking he had Winston-your little brother-as backup.

"In the end, Andrew crushed him so hard that to this day, the guy doesn't dare show his face. Dream

Paradise? Shut down. They switched to a quieter business and now keep everything low-profile."

Quinton opened his mouth, but for once, had no words.

"Are you saying," he finally said after a long pause, voice sharp with disbelief, "that this Andrew guy really has Jayrodale eating out of his hand?"

Either you were working for Andrew, or you would be beaten down so badly that you felt that you were living in a hell on earth.

'What the hell? Is everyone in Jayrodale full of spineless pigs?' Quinton thought.

Harvey clenched his jaw and said through gritted teeth, "Right now, the Weller family doesn't dare challenge him head-on. But I'm waiting. Once our family grows strong enough, the first one we'll take out is Andrew."

Quinton's eyes lit up, his energy suddenly surging back. "Mr. Weller, then let's joinnoveldrama

forces. Together, we'll destroy

Andrew. You take everything he owns-I just want the two formulas."