There was only one day left until Andrew's showdown with Joe. Liliana had come to find Andrew again. She said, "I hope you won't go through with this fight against Joe!" Andrew chuckled. "It's not me picking a fight with him. He's the one picking a fight with me. Besides, what you hope for is your business, so why should I care what you want?" Liliana was furious, grinding her teeth in anger. However, her eyes were red with tears, and she did not dare act as brazenly as she had before. After Miles had warned her last time, she had not been convinced and had run back to the Peck family, asking her father, who doted on her, to stand up for her. Yet, what she got in return was a brutal tongue-lashing. Her father, Calvin Peck, had sternly ordered her that whenever she encountered Andrew in the future, she should either stay far away or greet him respectfully. Liliana had finally broken down completely, sobbing hysterically and declaring that she would rather die than bow her hea

It was actually Shiloh! The same Shiloh whom Andrew had reached out to back in Jayrodale, a mysterious figure from an ancient Torasesy lineage. Technically, she was a centuries-old nun, but her youthful appearance was that of a vibrant girl in her early 20s. She stood there now, fists clenched, glaring daggers at Andrew. Lauren and Francesca did not quite know what to do. Francesca, being more familiar with Shiloh, quickly forced a smile. "Shiloh, what are you doing here?" "Weren't you in Jayrodale, staying at the Moonlit Apothecary with Grandpa Cedric?" Shiloh's face was icy. "Yeah, I was with Cedric, staying at Moonlit Apothecary." She turned to Andrew and added, "But you promised to help cure my memory loss and immortality issue. It's been so long. Do you have any updates?" Andrew smiled bitterly. "Shiloh, both of your conditions are very unusual. For now, I don't have any good solutions." Shiloh looked somewhat angry. "So you've made no progress at all? I trusted

Andrew arrived with Shiloh, Francesca, and Lauren at the Charm Restaurant at 8:00 p.m. sharp. There, they selected the best window seats and settled in comfortably. This restaurant was Rachel's enterprise, and the billionaire mogul had practically monopolized all the upscale dining establishments throughout Blumedale. After they sat down, Lauren smiled and said, "Shiloh, we'll wait just a bit. Aspen should be here any minute!" Shiloh grinned back. "No problem, I don't mind waiting at all!" She looked around with wide-eyed curiosity, taking in every detail. "I have to say, Blumedale is really something else. It's so much more bustling than Jayrodale!" Lauren shook her head in amazement, "I still can't believe Shiloh is actually hundreds of years old." The moment the words left her mouth, she clapped her hand over it and looked apologetically at Shiloh. Shiloh waved dismissively, "It's fine, really. I am hundreds of years old!" She sighed dramatically, "But what good

This shot came lightning-fast and vicious. If it had been an ordinary expert, they would have been finished on the spot. However, Andrew was not just any ordinary expert; he was extraordinary. In a split second, he tilted his head to the side and dodged the deadly bullet. With a loud crash, a urinal's water pipe exploded from the impact. Amid the spray of water, Andrew suddenly vanished. When he reappeared, he was right in front of Goldfangs' face. He raised his hand and reached for the assassin's throat. Goldfangs quickly stepped back and retreated, laughing, "Well, well, pretty quick reflexes. No wonder Eagle Eye fell for your tricks." A rapid burst of gunfire erupted, decisive and ruthless. Unfortunately, all the shots hit the ceiling instead of their target. Goldfangs had gotten too close to Andrew when he drew his weapon. Since he did not have enough distance to shoot properly, Andrew grabbed his gun hand and shoved it upward. This caused the barrel to point strai

As expected, the fighting and gunshots drew a crowd. The Charm Restaurant manager rushed over with Christina and several other staff members. Lauren, Francesca, and Aspen also accompanied them. In front of the three women was Shiloh, who said casually, "I told you all Andrew would be fine. Guess I was right!" The three women were still shaken. "Honey, where's the assassin?" Andrew glanced casually over his shoulder. "He's lying in there. Probably halfway to his next life by now." The restaurant manager was a short, chubby man. Drenched in cold sweat, he said nervously, "Mr. Lloyd, if something had happened to you, we'd all be finished!" Andrew rolled his eyes. "Don't jinx me like that. Anyway, don't make too big a scene and have Rachel send someone over to clean up the body." The manager nodded nonstop. "Yes, yes, I've already contacted her!" Andrew casually tossed the gold-plated Desert Eagle toward him. "The restroom's kind of a mess now. This should cover the damag