Tiana clenched her teeth and said, "You're wrong. This is all because Kenny has been pressuring Jameson in Blumedale. On top of that, the Golding family has been scheming, using Kenny as a pawn to take over the Rhodes family." She explained, "So I have no choice but to protect Michael! If I don't, Jameson will be isolated in Blumedale, and I won't be there to support him. If Kenny decides to make a bold move against the head of the family, then Lauren may never see the father who loves her most again! "And Lauren's success has far outshined Michael, directly threatening Kenny's family's interests. Under Kenny's manipulation, Joe learned about Lauren and fell for her at first sight. Now, the whole marriage arrangement with the Driscoll family. "People think I'm just trying to curry favor with them as if I'm the one pushing for this marriage. But the truth is, the Driscoll family is powerful, wealthy, and filled with dangerous men. They didn't ask for Lauren's hand—they're forcing

Andrew agreed with Francesca's suggestion. Then, he pressed a point on Lauren's shoulder, and she immediately fell into a deep sleep. Just then, noise erupted outside. Andrew frowned and was about to ask Francesca to check it out when Eunice, the secretary, rushed in with a panicked expression. She reported angrily, "It's Michael. He's been released without charges." Francesca's face darkened. "Released? He committed arson! How the hell did the police let him walk free?" Eunice sighed bitterly. "I don't know, but Michael is absolutely smug about it. He's out there right now, celebrating while his lackeys kiss up to him." Andrew remained calm. "No need to speculate. Let's go see for ourselves." In the Rhodes Corporation's banquet hall, Michael was surrounded by a crowd of sycophants, popping champagne and reveling in his so-called victory. The entire scene was loud, obnoxious, and filled with arrogance. "Mr. Rhodes, you're incredible! Even the cops couldn't touch you!" "

Michael sneered. "Fortune favors the bold, Bane. Haven't you always wanted to take over the Aickers and replace Cedric? My father has already agreed. In fact, he's even willing to pull some strings for you—help you get in with the Golding family. So, are you in or out? Think carefully." Bane's expression shifted, torn between hesitation and ambition. After a long pause, he let out a sinister chuckle. "You've got guts, I'll give you that. Ruthless—just the way it should be. Fine. Once I take care of Andrew, I'll roll the dice with you and go after Tiana. But you and your father better keep your word. I don't work for free." Michael's eyes darkened. "In Jayrodale, Lauren is fighting me for Rhodes Corporation. In Blumedale, Jameson is fighting my father for the Rhodes family throne. Those two should've been dealt with long ago, but my father and I have been waiting for the perfect opportunity. "Tiana has always been the one standing in our way. She's the only person my father actu

Donald sighed in shame. "No, I didn't do anything. I chose to bow my head." Andrew was speechless. "So, in the end, you actually drank it?" There was silence on the other end of the line. After a long pause, Donald muttered, "Mr. Lloyd, goodbye." Andrew had not expected Donald to have such a humiliating past. With a cold chuckle, he said, "Wait a minute. You still remember the name of that Driscoll brat who bullied you, don't you?" Donald gritted his teeth. "Of course, I do. How could I forget? Even now, after climbing my way up to chief commissioner of Jayrodale's police force, I still hate that bastard. But at the same time, I can't shake the fear I felt back then." He continued, "His name is Rafael Driscoll. He was just a spoiled rich kid back then, but now, he's grown into one of the Driscoll family's enforcers." Andrew nodded calmly. "Got it. If the opportunity comes, I'll make sure you get justice." Donald let out an awkward laugh, not taking Andrew's words seriousl

Andrew said, "The two of you already have a solid foundation. This tonic won't do much for you. That's why I've prepared something different—pills, specifically made for you." The moment they heard the word pills, Natasha and Dylan's faces lit up with excitement. They watched eagerly, waiting for Andrew to take them out. However, instead of moving, Andrew simply looked at them and said coldly, "All medicine carries poison to some degree. And pills—especially high-grade ones—are the most dangerous of them all." He continued, "For an ordinary person, swallowing a single high-grade pill could make their blood boil and explode within hours. The reason is simple—these pills contain an overwhelming amount of energy. So don't assume that just because a pill is rare and powerful, it's automatically good for you." Natasha frowned. "Darling, are you saying the ones you made for us are high-grade pills?" Andrew pulled out a small box and placed it on the table. His voice remained indiff